Lord of the Hearts of Men

Lord of the hearts of men

Thou hast vouch­safed to bless

From age to age

Thy chos­en saints

With fruits of ho­li­ness.

Here faith

and hope

and love

Reign in sweet bond al­lied;

There

when this lit­tle day is o’er

Shall love alone ab­ide.

O Love

O truth

O light!

Light nev­er to de­cay!

O rest from thou­sand la­bors past!

O end­less Sab­bath day!

Here

amid cares and tears

Bearing the seed we come;

There

with re­joic­ing hearts

we bring

Our har­vest bur­dens home.

Give

migh­ty Lord di­vine

The fruits Thy­self dost love;

Soon shalt Thou

from Thy judg­ment seat

Crown Thine own gifts ab­ove.