Thou Glorious God, Before Whose Face

Thou glo­ri­ous God

be­fore whose face

The ge­ne­ra­tions pass away

As

to our eyes

the ten­der grace

And mar­vel of each shin­ing day!

We thank Thee for the joy sub­lime

Of years so ra­di­ant with Thy pow­er

That all the best of end­less time

Seems grant­ed to the fleet­ing hour.

We praise Thee for the sur­er right

The clear­er mes­sage from ab­ove

The length­en­ing day

the shor­ten­ing night

The wis­er min­is­tries of love.

We bless Thee for the friends we miss

Who made our peace

and stilled our pain;

We trust Thee on some height of bliss

To bring them close to us again.

We mag­ni­fy Thy ho­ly name;

And while in Thee our hearts re­joice

Strong be our wills

through praise and blame

To do the bid­ding of Thy voice.