John Broderip - Arise and hail the sacred day - текст песни (слова)

Arise and hail the sacred day,
 Cast all low cares of life away,
 And thought of meaner things.
 This day, to cure thy deadly woes,
 The sun of righteousness arose,
 With healing in his wings.
 O then let heav'n and earth rejoice,
 Creation's whole united voice,
 And hymn the happy day.
 
 If angels, on that happy morn
 The saviour of the world was born,
 Pour'd forth seraphic songs,
 Much more should we of human race
 Adore the wonders of his grace,
 To whom the grace belongs.
 O then let heav'n and earth rejoice, etc.
 
 How wonderful, how vast his love!
 Who left the shining realms above,
 Those happy seats of rest.
 How much for lost mankind he bore,
 Their peace and pardon to restore,
 Can never be express'd.
 O then let heav'n and earth rejoice, etc.
 
 Whilst we adore his boundless grace,
 And pious mirth and joy takes place
 Of sorrow, grief and pain,
 Give glory to our God on high,
 And not amongst the gen'ral joy
 Forget goodwill to men.
 O then let heav'n and earth rejoice, etc.