How delightful is the Lord’s day,

The bell that rings, the word we hear,

When i feel sad and sorrowful,

They always made my heart so glad.

How delightful also the hour

That i observe within thy courts

To know the sweet pleasure in pray’r

Partake the manna of Thy word.

There is delight in the “Amen”

From many lips that fills the house,

Intermittently rise and fall,

And passes to the father’s throne.

The world may wish to tie me down

To its six-day labour burden,

Break up the chain; remove the snare,

Release my soul and set me free.