1 Before thy throne eternal King,
Thy ministers their tribute bring,
Their tribute of united praise,
For heav'nly news and peaceful days.
2 We sing the conquest of thy sword,
And publish loud thy healing word:
While angels sound thy glorious name,
Thy saving grace our lips proclaim.
3 Thy various service we esteem,
Our sweet employ, our bliss supreme;
And, while we feel thy heav'nly love,
We burn like seraphim above.
4 Nor seraphs there can ever raise,
With us, an equal song of praise:
They are the noblest work of GOD,
But we the purchase of his blood.
5 Still in thy work would we abound;
Still prune the vine, or plow the ground
Thy sheep with wholesom pasture fee,
And watch them with unwearied heed.
6 Thou art our LORD, our life our love
Our care below, our crown above:
thy praise shall be our blest employ,
Thy presence our eternal joy.
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First Line: | Before thy throne, eternal King |
Title: | Ministers abounding in the work of the Lord |
Author: | Francis |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
Topic: | Association of Churches |