1 Hail, O Source of ev'ry blessing,
Father of our human race!
Gentiles now, Your grace possessing,
In Your courts obtain a place.
Grateful now, we fall before You,
In Your courts obtain a place;
See Your glory and adore You,
Thankful for the grace You give.
2 Once far off but now invited,
We approach Your sacred throne;
In Your 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, O all-inviting Saviour!
Gentiles now their off'rings bring,
In Your temples seek Your favor,
Jesus Christ, our Lord and King.
May we, body, soul, and spirit,
Live devoted to Your praise,
Glorious realms of bliss inherit,
Grateful anthems ever raise.
Source: Lutheran Service Book #409
|First Line:||Hail, Thou Source of every blessing|
|Title:||Hail, O Source of Every Blessing|
|Author:||Basil Woodd (alt.)|