1 Thou who art enthroned above,
Thou by whom we live and move,
O, how sweet, with joyful tongue,
To resound Thy praise in song!
When the morning paints the skies,
When the sparkling stars arise,
All Thy favours to rehearse,
And give thanks in grateful verse!
2 Sweet the day of sacred rest,
When devotion fills the breast,
When we dwell within Thy house,
Hear Thy Word and pay our vows;
Notes to heaven's high mansions raise,
Fill its courts with joyful praise,
With repeated hymns proclaim
Great Jehovah's awful name.
3 From Thy works our joys arise,
O, Thou only good and wise!
Who Thy wonders can express?
All Thy thoughts are fathomless;
Warm our hearts with sacred fire;
Grateful fervours still inspire;
All our powers, with all their might,
Ever in Thy praise unite.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Thou who art enthroned above |
| Meter: | 7s, D |
| Publication Date: | 1874 |
| Notes: | St. George's Chapel |