This is the day the Lord hath made,
      He calls the hours his own;

Or, Christ’s Resurrection and Our Salvation

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.

Today he rose and left the dead,
      And Satan’s empire fell;
Today the saints his triumphs spread,
      And all his wonders tell.

Hosanna to th’ anointed King,
      To David’s holy Son;
Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
      Salvation from thy throne.

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.

Hosanna in the highest strains
      The church on earth can raise;
The highest heav’ns, in which he reigns,
      Shall give him nobler praise.

~ Isaac Watts