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Verse 1
Welcome, delightful morn,
Thou day of sacred rest;
I hail thy kind return:
Lord, make these moments blest:
From the low train of mortal toys,
I soar to reach immortal joys.
Verse 2
Now may the King descend,
And fill His throne of grace:
Thy sceptre, Lord, extend,
While saints address Thy face;
Let sinners feel Thy quickening word,
And learn to know and fear the Lord.
Verse 3
Descend, celestial Dove,
With all Thy quickening powers;
Disclose a Saviour’s love,
And bless these sacred hours;
Then shall my soul new life obtain,
Nor Sabbaths e’er be spent in vain.
in Dobell's Selection Hayward, 1806, “Welcome, Delightful Morn”