2. We praise Thee that to-day we see Its sacred walls before Thee stand; ’Tis Thine for us; ’tis ours for Thee, Reared by Thy kind, assisting hand. 3. Oft as returns the day of rest, Let heartfelt worship here ascend; With Thine own joy fill every breast, With Thine own power Thy Word attend. 4. Here in the dark and sorrowing day Bid Thou the throbbing heart be still; Oh, wipe the mourner’s tears away And give new strength to meet Thy will! 5. When at Thine altar we shall meet And keep the feast of dying love, Be our communion ever sweet With Thee and with Thy Church above. 6. Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep; In Thine own arms the lambs infold; Give help to climb the heavenward steep Till Thy full glory we behold. Ray Palmer, 1875, a. and abr. 456 L. M. Eternal Son of God, O Thou, Before whom earth and heaven bow, Regard Thy people as they raise To Thee their songs of prayer and praise. 2. This house they dedicate to Thee That here Thy glory they may see, Thy body and Thy blood they here Receive their fainting souls to cheer. 3. Here in baptismal water pure They find for sin a gracious cure; Their children here to Thee they bring, O Thou our death-subduing King. 4. Here sin’s diseases healing find; The weak grow strong, light cheers the blind; The troubled heart with peace is blest, And weariness finds heavenly rest. 5. When tempests shake the world around, The rock-built Church secure is found; The gates of hell may here assail Whom Christ defends, but not prevail. 6. To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be praise! Do Thou, whom we adore, Teach us to praise Thee evermore. From the Latin, tr., 1880. 457 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.) In loud, exalted strains, The King of Glory praise; O’er heav’n and earth He reigns Through everlasting days; But Zion, with His presence blest, Is His delight, His chosen rest. 2. O King of Glory, come And with Thy favor crown This temple as Thy home, This people as Thy own; Beneath this roof vouchsafe to show How God can dwell with men below. 3. Now let Thine ear attend Our supplicating cries; Now let our praise ascend, Accepted, to the skies; Now let Thy Gospel’s joyful sound Spread its celestial influence round. 4. Here may the listening throng Imbibe Thy truth and love, Here Christians join the song Of seraphim above, Till all who humbly seek Thy face Rejoice in Thy abounding grace.