1 O Lord of Hosts, Whose glory fills
The bounds of the eternal hills,
And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands,
To dwell in temples made of hands;
2 Grant that all we who here to-day
Rejoicing this foundation lay,
May be in very deed Thine own,
Built on the precious Corner-stone.
3 Endue the creatures with Thy grace,
That shall adorn Thy dwelling-place;
The beauty of the oak and pine,
The gold and silver, make them Thine.
4 To Thee they all pertain; to Thee
The treasures of the earth and sea;
And when we bring them to Thy throne,
We but present Thee with Thine own.
5 The heads that guide endue with skill;
The hands that work preserve from ill;
That we, who these foundations lay,
May raise the topstone in its day.
Hymnal: according to the use of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America, 1871
”Endue the hearts that guide with skill; Preserve the hands that work from ill;to—
The heads that guide endue with skill, The hands that work preserve from ill,"given in Hymns Ancient & Modern in 1861, has been adopted with almost common consent. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)
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|The Cyber Hymnal #5127||O Lord of Hosts, Whose Glory Fills||O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills||MELCOMBE||John M. Neale||LM||<cite>Hymns for the Young</cite>, 1854|