Hymns and Tunes 1876 71
Sweet is the work, my God, my King
1Sweet 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.
2Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal cares shall seize my breast; Oh! may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound.
3My 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!
4When grace has purified my heart, Then I shall share a glorious part; And fresh supplies of joy be shed, Like holy oil to cheer my head.
5Then 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.
- Also sung to
- Alway (Hymns and Tunes 1886 #219)
Public Domain
The verse
- Meter
- 32
- Foot
- iambic (da-DUM) · 50% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- A
Scan every line
/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary
Verse 1
Verse 2
Verse 3
Verse 4
Verse 5
Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.