1 Hail, Thou Source of ev'ry blessing,
Sov'reign Father of mankind!
Gentiles now, Thy grace possessing,
In Thy courts admission find.
Grateful now we fall before Thee,
In Thy Church obtain a place,
Now by faith behold Thy glory,
Praise Thy truth, adore Thy grace.
2 Once far off, but now invited,
We approach Thy sacred throne;
In Thy covenant united,
Reconciled, redeemed, made one.
Now revealed to Eastern sages,
See the Star of Mercy shine,
Myst'ry hid in former ages,
Myst'ry great of love divine.
3 Hail, Thou all-inviting Savior!
Gentiles now their off'rings bring;
In Thy temples seek Thy favor,
Jesus Christ, our Lord and King.
May we, body, soul, and spirit,
Live devoted to Thy praise,
Glorious realms of bliss inherit,
Grateful anthems ever raise!
|First Line:||Hail, Thou Source of ev'ry blessing|
|Title:||Hail, Thou Source of Every Blessing|
|Author:||Basil Woodd (c. 1810)|
|Topic:||The Church Year: Epiphany|
|Source:||"Neues geistreiches Gesangbuch," Halle, 1704|