1 And now the wants are told, that brought
thy children to thy knee;
here lingering still, we ask for naught,
but simply worship thee.
2 The hope of heaven’s eternal days
absorbs not all the heart
that gives thee glory, love, and praise,
for being what thou art.
3 For thou art God, the One, the Same,
o’er all things high and bright;
and round us, when we speak thy name,
there spreads a heaven of light.
4 O wondrous peace, in thought to dwell
on excellence Divine;
to know that nought in man can tell
how fair thy beauties shine!
5 O thou, above all blessing blest,
o’er thanks exalted far,
thy very greatness is a rest
to weaklings as we are;
6 For when we feel the praise of thee
a task beyond our powers,
we say, 'a perfect God is he,
and he is fully ours.'
7 All glory to the Father be,
all glory to the Son,
all glory, Holy Ghost, to thee,
while endless ages run.
Source: CPWI Hymnal #8
First Line: | And now the wants are told that brought |
Author: | William Bright (1865) |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
And now the wants are told that brought. W. Bright. [Close of Service.] Written in 1865, and first published in his Hymns and other Poems, 1866, entitled "Hymn for the close of a Service," p. 36. In 1868 it was republished in the Appendix to Hymns Ancient & Modern, with the addition of a doxology.
-- John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)