Sacred Poems and Hymns ‎#345

345. While saints and angels, glorious King

While saints and angels, glorious King,
Day without night Thy praises sing;
Thou wilt not humbler strains despise,
The songs of children reach the skies.

Amidst the whole creation's cares,
The meanest worm Thy bounty shares;
Thine eyes the depths of ocean see,
The grave itself hides not from Thee.

While want and hardships were our lot,
Thou knew'st us, though we knew Thee not;
Now we adore Thine hand that sends,
Our earthly comforts, home, and friends.

With these Thy heavenly gifts afford,
Thy Son, Thy Spirit, and Thy Word:--
Thy Word to teach our wayward youth,
Thy pure commandments, God of truth!--

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Thy Spirit to dispel the night
Of sin and error, God of light!--
Thy Son, to raise our minds above
This world's affections, God of love!

For all the good Thy grace imparts,
What shall we give Thee?--take our hearts:
O seal them by Thy power divine,
In life, in death, for ever Thine.

Text Information

• First Line: While saints and angels, glorious King
• Title: While saints and angels, glorious King
• Author: James Montgomery
• Meter: 8.8.8.8
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1854
• Topic: Charity: School
• Notes: Public Domain.

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