And Now the Wants Are Told

And now the wants are told

that brought

Thy child­ren to Thy knee;

Here lin­ger­ing still

we ask for naught

But simp­ly wor­ship Thee.

The hope of Heav’n’s eter­nal days

Absorbs not all the heart

That gives Thee glo­ry

love

and praise

For be­ing what Thou art.

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 heav’n of light.

O won­drous peace

in thought to dwell

On ex­cel­lence di­vine;

To know that naught in man can tell

How fair Thy beau­ties shine!

O Thou

above all bless­ing blest

O’er thanks ex­alt­ed far

Thy ve­ry great­ness is a rest

To weak­lings as we are.

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.

All glo­ry to the Fa­ther be

All glo­ry to the Son

All glo­ry

Ho­ly Ghost

to Thee

While end­less ag­es run.