Alleluia, fairest morning,
Fairer than our words can say!
Down we lay the heavy burden
Of lifeâs toil and care today,
While this morn of joy and love
Brings fresh vigor from above.
Sunday full of holy glory,
Sweetest rest-day of the soul!
Light upon a world of darkness
From thy blessèd moments roll!
Holy, happy, heavânly day,
Thou canst charm our grief away.
In the gladness of His worship
We will seek our joy today;
It is then we learn the fullness
Of the grace for which we pray,
When the word of life is givân,
Like the Saviorâs voice from Heavân.
Let the day with Thee be ended,
As with Thee it has begun,
And Thy blessing, Lord, be granted,
Till earthâs days and weeks are done;
That at last Thy servants may
Keep eternal Sabbath day.
