1 Maker of earth, to thee alone
Perpetual rest belongs;
And those bright choirs around thy throne
May pour their endless songs.
2 But we--ah, holy now no more!
Are doomed to toil and pain;
Yet exiles on an alien shore
May sing their country’s strain.
3 Father, whose promise binds thee still
To heal the suppliant throng,
Grant us to mourn the deeds of ill
That banish us so long;
4 And while we mourn, in faith to rest
Upon thy love and care;
Till thou restore us with the blest
The song of heaven to share.
5 O God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,
To thee be praise, great Three in One,
From thy created host. Amen.
Source: The New English Hymnal #71
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Cyber Hymnal #4215||Maker of Earth, to Thee Alone||Maker of earth, to Thee alone||DUNFERMLINE||John M. Neale, 1818-1866; Charles Coffin||CM||<cite>Paris Breviary</cite>, 1736; <cite>Christian Remembrancer</cite>|
|The New English Hymnal #71||Maker of earth, to thee alone||Maker of earth, to thee alone||DUNFIRMLINE||Charles Coffin, 1676-1749; J. M. Neale, 1818-66||1986||The Christian Year | Lent|