Moved by thy di vine com-pas- sion, Who hast died my heart to win, I will praise thee; I will praise thee; Where shall I thy praise be-gin? A-MEN. 1. Shall hymns of grateful love Thro' heav'n's high arches ring, And all the hosts above Their songs of triumph sing; And shall not we take up the strain, And send the echo back a gain? A-MEN. FRANCIS POTT 28 DIX 75. 61. CONRAD KOCHER 2 For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon, and stars of light,Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 3 For the joy of ear and eye; For the heart and mind's delight; For the mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight,Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 4 For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth, and friends above; For all gentle thoughts and mild, 29 WENTWORTH 8s. 4s. 61. Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 5 For thy church, that evermore Lifteth holy hands above, Offering up on every shore Its pure sacrifice of love,Christ our God, to thee we raise This our hymn of grateful praise. 6 For thyself, best Gift Divine! To our race so freely given; FOLLIOTT S. PIERPOINT 4 4 1. My God, I thank thee, who hast made The earth SO bright; So full of splen-dor |