---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Kleinman, Bertha A.
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 25
number: 3
published: 1922-01
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Bertha A. Kleinman, "Hail the Day," *Improvement Era* 25, no. 3 (January 1922): 191.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2503unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera2503unse
start_page: 191
end_page: 191
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1922-01)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2503unse
  publication_year: 1922
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1922, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Hail the Day
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Hail the Day (Temple Dedication Hymn, sung at the dedication services of the Mesa, Arizona, Temple site, November 28, 1921, attended by about 3,000 people, President Heber J. Grant offering the dedicatory prayer.) Hail, O hail the day triumphant, Praise, O praise Jehovah's name! Lo! for him a stately Temple Shall adorn our Mesa plain; Every voice resound Hosannah! Old and young, let hearts revere That today hath crowned the vision Of the sainted Pioneer ! Chorus: Praise, O praise and adoration, Hail, O hail from shore to shore ! Thou Supreme of all creation, We will serve thee evermore! Thou whose hand hath planted Zion, Thou wilt hear and Thou wilt bless; Thou whose smile hath sunned our Eden In the solemn wilderness, Consecrate this lowly furrow, Sanctify this favored sod, That a bulwark firm and holy Shall be reared to Thee, our God! Thou whose bounty spreads the harvest Where our fathers blazed the trail, 'Till the wastes of Arizona Team with wealth in every vale; Bless her Leadership and Statehood, Lift her ensign proud and free, 'Till the might of Thy Redemption Is proclaimed eternally. Thou whose peace hath flung dominion Over all this favored land, Thou wilt guard these hallowed acres Where our Temple courts shall stand; Blend the justice of the nations With inspiring Liberty, 'Till in triumph and salvation All thy children shall be free. Bertha A. Kleinman