O Jesus, Crowned with All Renown

O Je­sus

crowned with all re­nown

Since Thou the earth hast trod

Thou reign­est

and by Thee come down

Henceforth the gifts of God.

Thine is the health and Thine the wealth

That in our halls ab­ound

And Thine the beau­ty and the joy

With which the years are crowned.

Lord

in their change

let frost and heat

And winds and dews be giv’n;

All fos­ter­ing pow­er

all in­flu­ence sweet

Breathe from the boun­te­ous Heav’n.

Attempter fair with gen­tle air

The sun­shine and the rain

That kind­ly earth with time­ly birth

May yield her fruits again.

That we may feed the poor aright

And ga­ther­ing round Thy throne

Here

in the ho­ly an­gels’ sight

Repay Thee of Thine own:

That we may praise Thee all our days

And with the Fa­ther’s name

And with the Ho­ly Spir­it’s gifts

The Sav­ior’s love pro­claim.