Jesus, thou soul of all our joys, For whom we now lift up our voice, And all our strength exert-- Vouchsafe the grace we humbly claim; Compose into a thankful frame, And tune Thy people's heart. While in the heavenly work we join, Thy glory be our whole design, Thy glory, not our own-- Still let us keep this end in view, And still the pleasing task pursue, To please our God alone. Thee let us praise, our common Lord, And sweetly join, with one accord, Thy goodness to proclaim; Jesus, thyself in us reveal, And all our faculties shall feel Thy harmonizing name. With calmly reverential joy, O let us all our lives employ In setting forth Thy love; And raise in death our triumph higher, And sing, with all the heavenly choir, That endless song above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GALAHAD IN THE CASTLE OF THE MAIDENS by SARA TEASDALE COMRADE JESUS by SARAH NORCLIFFE CLEGHORN LIMBO by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE FACING AN HOUR-GLASS by ELFRIDA DE RENNE BARROW GRIEF WAS SENT THEE FOR THY GOOD by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY WHEN JUNE IS COME by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES NATURE'S WORD by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON ON CLEADA'S HILL THE MOON IS BRIGHT by JEREMIAH JOSEPH CALLANAN |