1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King,
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth by night.
2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest;
No mortal cares shall seize my breast;
O, may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp of solemn sound!
3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord
And bless his works and bless his word;
Thy works of grace how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels, how divine!
4 When grace has purified my heart,
Then I shall share a glorious part;
And fresh supplies of joy be shed,
Like holy oil to cheer my head.
5 Then shall I see and hear and know
All I desired or wished below,
And every hour find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.
|First Line:||Sweet is the work, my God, my King|
|Topic:||Worship: The Sabbath|
|Composer:||Isaac B. Woodbury|
|Key:||F Major or modal|
|Notes:||Alternate tunes: #171, 215, or 212.|