O Thou Who Workest Hitherto

O Thou who work­est hi­ther­to

Thro’ sun and rain

in flock or tree

We sow and reap and plow anew

Rejoicing thus to work with Thee.

We meet Thee in our fer­tile fields;

We see Thee in the brood­ing sky;

Thou giv­est what our till­age yields;

Our hap­py homes re­veal Thee nigh.

O Thou whose rest is ev­er­more

Transcending all that Thou hast made

We

on our day of rest

ad­ore

And feel Thy pre­sence

un­afraid!