Poems (Eaton)/Dedication Hymn
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DEDICATION HYMN.[1]
FATHER, although Thou needest not
The tribute which Thy children raise,
This temple, which our hands have wrought,
We dedicate unto Thy praise.
The tribute which Thy children raise,
This temple, which our hands have wrought,
We dedicate unto Thy praise.
Full well we know, without Thine aid,
In vain we would an altar rear,
In vain are all our efforts made,
Except Thy blessing meet us here.
In vain we would an altar rear,
In vain are all our efforts made,
Except Thy blessing meet us here.
To Thee, with upraised heart and voice,
We come that blessing to implore,
Thy grace can make our souls rejoice,
Thy mercy guide us evermore.
We come that blessing to implore,
Thy grace can make our souls rejoice,
Thy mercy guide us evermore.
Thou knowest, Lord, our every need,
Each joy, each grief to Thee is known,
Thy power alone, our souls can feed,
Or soothe the wearied spirit's moan.
Each joy, each grief to Thee is known,
Thy power alone, our souls can feed,
Or soothe the wearied spirit's moan.
To hear of Thee, and learn Thy ways,
To know and feel Thy presence near,
To worship Thee in prayer and praise,
Father, we fain would meet Thee here.
To know and feel Thy presence near,
To worship Thee in prayer and praise,
Father, we fain would meet Thee here.
And oft, as in these hallowed walls,
A loving, happy band we come,
May Thy great love surround us all,
And teach us of our heavenly home.
A loving, happy band we come,
May Thy great love surround us all,
And teach us of our heavenly home.
- ↑ On the dedication of a Church in Essex, Vt.