Lord of Life, All Praise Excelling

Lord of life

all praise ex­cell­ing

Thou

in glo­ry un­con­fined

Deignst to make Thy hum­ble dwell­ing

With the poor of hum­ble mind.

And Thy love

through all cre­ation

Beams like Thy dif­fus­ive light;

So the high and hum­ble sta­tion

Both are eq­ual in Thy sight.

Thus Thy care

for all pro­vid­ing

Warmed Thy faith­ful pro­phet’s tongue;

Who

the lot of all de­cid­ing

To Thy chos­en Is­ra­el sung.

When Thy har­vest yields Thee plea­sure

Thou the gold­en sheaf shall bind;

To the poor be­longs the trea­sure

Of the scat­tered ears be­hind.