Thee, Father, We Bless

Thee

Fa­ther

we bless

whose dis­tin­guish­ing grace

Selected a peo­ple to show forth Thy praise:

Nor is Thy love known by elect­ion alone;

For

O Thou hast add­ed the gift of Thy Son.

The good­ness in vain we at­tempt to ex­plain

Which found and ac­cept­ed a ran­som for men.

Great sure­ty of Thine

Thou didst not de­cline

To fol­low the Fa­ther’s most gra­cious design.

To Je­sus our Sav­ior our thanks shall as­cend

Who saves to the ut­most

and loves to the end.

Our ran­som He paid! In His mer­it ar­rayed

Attain we the glo­ry for which we were made.

Sweet Spir­it

how gra­cious! Thy mer­cy we bless

Thy em­in­ent share in the coun­cil of peace:

Great agent di­vine

to re­store us is Thine

And cause us afresh in Thy like­ness to shine.

O God

’tis Thy part to con­vince and con­vert:

To give a new life

and cre­ate a new heart:

By pre­fer­ence and grace we’re up­held in our race

And kept in Thy love to the end of our days.

The Fa­ther

and Spir­it and Son act as one

Secure our sal­va­tion and cry

It is done!

Let us too agree now to glo­ri­fy Thee

Ineffable One! Thou ad­or­able Three!