God of cre- a-tion, our Father and Saviour, Praise for thy goodness we humbly ac- cord; Crown'd with thy blessing, and blest with thy favor, Bright-est and best of the sons of the morn-ing, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Bright-est and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon a dorn-ing, Guide where our in-fant Re-deem-er is laid. 哈 O Love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All tak-en up by thee! O Love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my will ing heart All I NOT, Lord, thine ancient works alone, Thy wonders to past ages shown, Make our glad spirits glow; Our eyes behold thy works of might, On us full beam thy wonders bright, The living God we know. 2 We joy not only to be told How with thy saints and seers of old Thou madest sweet abode; We of thy presence bright can tell, Thou in thy living saints dost dwell,— We feel the living God. 3 Thou settest us each task divine; We bless that helping hand of thine, This strength by thee bestowed. In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, Make all his glories known. 3 Well, the delightful day will come When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face; Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace. Thou minglest in the glorious fight, 4 Ah, soon we droop! ah, soon we tire! Our fainting hearts new strength require, Again would quickened be. We ask no priest; we seek no shrine; Thou living God, to thee. 5 O, more than satisfy our need; |