Welcome, delightful morn Songtext / Lyric

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. 2. Now may the King descend,
and fill His throne with grace;
Thy scepter, Lord, extend,
while saints address Thy face:
Let sinners feel Thy quickening Word,
and learn to know and fear the Lord. 3. Descend, celestial Dove,
with all Thy quickening powers;
disclose a Savior’s love,
and bless the sacred hours:
Then shall my soul new life obtain,
nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain.