Lamb of God, to Thee We Raise

Lamb of God

to Thee we raise

Hymns of ho­ly love and praise

For the saint and pro­phet born

To be her­ald of the morn.

Like the morn­ing star he rose

Thine ap­pear­ing to dis­close;

Like an en­sign lift­ed high

He declared Thy king­dom nigh.

Filled with grace and sanc­ti­ty

From his blest na­ti­vi­ty

He

the new Eli­as

came

Bearing zeal’s most sac­red flame.

Kinsman of the King di­vine

Greatest of the pro­phet’s line

Blest fore­run­ner of the Lord

Who his prais­es can re­cord?

Mighty preach­er

by whose word

Souls to pe­ni­tence were stirred

Those who long in sin had strayed

Then the call di­vine ob­eyed.

Make us

Lord

like him to be

Fearless wit­ness­es for Thee;

Faithful un­to death be found

And at last by Thee be crowned.