Angel Voices, Ever Singing

Angel voic­es

ev­er sing­ing

Round Thy throne of light

Angel harps

for­ev­er ring­ing

Rest not day or night;

Thousands on­ly live to bless Thee

And con­fess Thee Lord of might.

Thou who art be­yond the far­thest

Mortal eye can scan

Can it be that Thou re­gard­est

Songs of sin­ful man?

Can we feel that Thou art near us

And wilt hear us? Yea

we can.

Yea

we know Thy love re­joic­es

O’er each work of Thine;

Thou didst ears and hands and voic­es

For Thy praise com­bine;

Craftsman’s art and mu­sic’s mea­sure

For Thy plea­sure didst de­sign.

Here

great God

to­day we of­fer

Of Thine own to Thee;

And for Thine ac­cept­ance prof­fer

All un­wor­thi­ly

Hearts and minds

and hands and voic­es

In our choic­est me­lo­dy.

Honor

glo­ry

might and mer­it

Thine shall ev­er be

Father

Son

and Ho­ly Spir­it

Blessèd Tri­ni­ty;

Of the best that Thou hast giv­en

Earth and Heav­en ren­der Thee.