O Lord of Hosts, We Seek to Raise

O Lord of hosts

we seek to raise

Houses of wor­ship

to Thy praise;

Wilt Thou Thy peo­ple’s hearts pre­pare

Who meet this day for praise and pray­er?

And Lord

let liv­ing souls be fed

On this glad day

with heav­en­ly bread;

That they in hope of glo­ries blessed

May hence pre­pare

Thee

earth­ly rest.

That ev­ery­where

through­out the land

There may to Thee a tem­ple stand

That there pro­claimed

Thy mer­cy sure

Shall stand

while time and man en­dure.

Jehovah

here our hearts in­spire

Baptize our souls with hal­lowed fire;

Bless Thou Thy peo­ple’s work for good

And fill Thy poor with heav’n­ly food.

That songs tri­umph­ant—earth and sky

May joy­ful to the sound re­ply;

And hal­le­lu­jahs hence as­cend

With pray­er and praise

’till time shall end.