as of yore

...Then sac­ri­fice of right­eous­ness

Thy peo­ple then, with will­ing hands...

...And now, O Lord, be near to bless,

In crowd­ed street, by rest­less couch,...

...They throng the si­lence of the breast;

The kind, the true, the brave, the sweet,...

...Still glows Im­ma­nu­el’s love.

Then cease with doubt thy strife;...

...Thrones are fall­ing, hea­then rag­ing,

Vain im­agi­na­tions, wag­ing...