Sweet Is The Work

Sweet Is The Work

Based on Psalm 92

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 at night.

Sweet is the day of sacred rest,

No mortal cares disturb my breast;

O may my heart in tune be found,

Like David’s harp of solemn sound!

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!

And I shall share a glorious part

When grace has well refined my heart;

And fresh supplies of joy are shed,

Like holy oil, to cheer my heard.

Sin, my worst enemy before,

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;

My inward foes shall all be slain,

Nor Satan break my peace again.

Then shall I see, and hear, and know

All I desired or wished below;

And every power find sweet employ

In that eternal world of joy.

            –Isaac Watts, 1674–1748

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