1 Now, from the altar of our hearts,
Let flames of love arise;
Assist us, Lord, to offer up
Our evening sacrifice.

2 Minutes and mercies multiply'd,
Have made up all this day;
Minutes came quick, but mercies were
More swift and free than they.

3 New time, new favour, and new joys,
Do a new song require,
Till we shall praise thee as we would,
Accept our hearts desire.

4 LORD of our days, whose hand hath set
New time upon our score;
Thee may we praise for all our time,
When time shall be no more.