O Thou Who Makest Souls to Shine

O Thou who mak­est souls to shine

With light from bright­er worlds ab­ove

Now send Thy glist­en­ing dew di­vine

On all who seek a Sav­ior’s love!

Do Thou Thy be­ne­dict­ion give

On all who teach

on all who learn

That all Thy Church may ho­li­er live

And ev­ery lamp more bright­ly burn.

Give those that teach pure hearts and wise

Faith

hope

and love

all warmed by pray­er;

Themselves first train­ing for the skies

They best will raise their peo­ple there.

Give those

who learn

the will­ing ear

The spir­it meek

the guile­less mind;

Such gifts will make the low­li­est here

Far better than a king­dom find.

O bless the shep­herd! bless the sheep!

That guide and guid­ed both be one;

One in the faith­ful watch they keep

Until this hur­ry­ing life be gone.

If thus

good Lord

Thy grace be giv’n

Our glo­ry meets us ere we die;

Before we up­ward pass to Heav’n

We taste our im­mor­tal­ity.