To Thee, dear Lord, O Christ of God

To Thee

dear Lord

O Christ of God

We sing

we ever sing;

For Thou hast shed Thy precious blood

Our cup of joy to bring.

Thy mighty arm the fight hath fought

Thou art enthroned above;

We into glory will be brought

Thy wondrous grace to prove.

To Thee

dear Lord

O Christ of God

We sing

we ever sing;

Thou hast invaded death’s abode

And robbed him of his sting.

The house of dust enthralls no more

For Thou

the strong to save

Thyself doth guard that silent door

Great Keeper of the grave.

To Thee

dear Lord

O Christ of God

We sing

we ever sing;

For Thou hast crushed beneath Thy rod

The world’s proud rebel king

And plunged in Thine imperial strength

To gulfs of darkness down

And brought Thy trophy up at length

The foiled usurper’s crown.

To Thee

dear Lord

O Christ of God

We sing

we ever sing;

Thou hast redeemed us with Thy blood

From every evil thing.

God’s saving strength Thine arm upbore

The arm that set us free;

Glory

O Christ

for evermore

Be to Thy God and Thee.