1 Hail, happy morn! whose early ray
Beheld the Saviour rise.
Welcome again, auspicious day!
To our reviving eyes.

2 On this blest morn, birth-day of hope!
Let not one soul be sad.
This is the day the Lord hath made,
And bids his saints be glad.

3 Come, and the wonders of the day
In notes harmonious sing;
Tell to the world the conquests gain'd
By your victorious King.

4 O happy souls, that feel the pow'r
Of his attractive love!
With him they die, with him they live,
And seek the things above.