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Lo the day the Lord hath made




Lo! the day the Lord hath made !
From the tomb's funereal shade
Now the Sun of goodness brings
Healing on His radiant wings :
And before His bridal light
All the denizens of night,
Fear, and shame, and sorrow fade ;
Bless the day the Lord hath made !


Angels, who the morn outrun
To adore the glorious Sun ;
At whose step the firm earth shakes,
From whose eye the lightning breaks;
Ye, whose hand excels in might;
Ye, whose accents breathe delight;
Forms in dazzling white array'd ;
Bless the day the Lord hath made !


Holy women, whom the dawn
Sees by pious duty drawn
To the Saviour's rock-hewn bed,
Tears, and unguents rich, to shed ;
Stay your tears, your gifts withhold;
Angel-led, the cave behold,
Where the Saviour's corpse was laid :
Bless the day the Lord hath made !


Holy men, beloved pair,
Who with rival speed repair
To explore the inmost gloom
Of the yet untrodden tomb ;
Mark the clothes, that wrapped Him round
Swathed His limbs, His temples bound,
All in seemliest order laid :
Bless the day the Lord hath made !


First of all the faithful train
To behold thy Lord again,
Stay not, Mary, weeping here ;
See, thy Saviour's self is near:
Quick thy mighty Master greet,
Fall in homage at His feet:
All thy griefs are now repaid :
Bless the day the Lord hath made !


Doubtful hearts, whom late He taught,
Musing now in anxious thought,
Cease your doubts, your sorrows cease,
Hear Him speak the words of peace :
Deem your eyes no spirit meet;
Mark His pierced hands and feet,
Mark His wounded side displayed :
Bless the day the Lord hath made!


Church of God, whom this fair morn
Sees to life and glory born,
Founded on the living Stone,
Which by Judah's builders thrown,
Thrown with infamy aside,
Now becomes thy Strength and Pride ;
Be thy debt of duty paid ;
Bless the day the Lord hath made !


Ever, as this day shall rise
Beaming in the vernal skies,
Duly to the Saviour's praise,
Church of God, the anthem raise !
Christ our passover was slain !
Keep the feast, and swell the strain ;
Christ is raised from the dead !
Bless the day the Lord hath made !

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LYRICS
Meter: 7 7 7 7 D
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1830
      Bible Refs:
      MUSIC
      Name: HOLLINGSIDE
      Meter: 7 7 7 7 D
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1861
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