1 This is the day the Lord hath made;
He calls the hours His own.
Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.

2 Today He rose, and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;
Today the saints His triumph spread,
And all His wonders tell.

3 Hosanna to th'anointed King,
To David's holy Son.
Help us, O Lord! Descend and bring
Salvation from Thy throne.

4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes, in God His Father's name,
To save our sinful race.