1 Joyful be the hours today;
Joyful let the seasons be;
Let us sing, for well we may;
Jesus! we will sing of Thee.

2 Should Thy people silent be,
Then the very stones would sing;
What a debt we owe to Thee,
Thee our Saviour, Thee our King!

3 Joyful are we now to own,
Rapture thrills us as we trace
All the deeds Thy love hath done,
All the riches of Thy grace.

4 ‘Tis Thy grace alone can save;
Every blessing comes from Thee—
All we have, and hope to have,
All we are, and hope to be.

5 Thine the Name to sinners dear!
Thine the Name all names before!
Blessed here and everywhere;
Blessed now and evermore!