Lord, Dismiss Us with Thy Blessing (Buckoll)

Lord

dis­miss us with Thy bless­ing

Thanks for mer­cies past re­ceive;

Pardon all

their faults con­fess­ing;

Time that’s lost may all re­trieve;

May Thy child­ren

Ne’er again Thy Spir­it grieve.

Bless Thou all our days of lei­sure;

Help us self­ish lures to flee;

Sanctify our ev­ery plea­sure;

Pure and blame­less may it be;

May our glad­ness

Draw us ev­er­more to Thee.

By Thy kind­ly in­flu­ence cher­ish

All the good we here have gained;

May all taint of ev­il per­ish

By Thy migh­ti­er pow­er re­strained;

Seek we ev­er

Knowledge pure and love un­feigned.

Let Thy fa­ther-hand be shield­ing

All who here shall meet no more;

May their seed-time past be yield­ing

Year by year a rich­er store;

Those re­turn­ing

Make more faith­ful than be­fore.