Jesus, thou soul of all our joys, For whom we now lift up our voice, And all our strength exert-- Vouchsafe the grace we humbly claim; Compose into a thankful frame, And tune Thy people's heart. While in the heavenly work we join, Thy glory be our whole design, Thy glory, not our own-- Still let us keep this end in view, And still the pleasing task pursue, To please our God alone. Thee let us praise, our common Lord, And sweetly join, with one accord, Thy goodness to proclaim; Jesus, thyself in us reveal, And all our faculties shall feel Thy harmonizing name. With calmly reverential joy, O let us all our lives employ In setting forth Thy love; And raise in death our triumph higher, And sing, with all the heavenly choir, That endless song above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE WHAT SHALL IT PROFIT? by WILLIAM DEAN HOWELLS A SUNRISE SONG by SIDNEY LANIER THE BELLS OF LONDON by MOTHER GOOSE HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 8. BRENNBAUM by EZRA POUND ODES IV, 7. TO TORQUATUS. DIFFUGERE NIVES by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS CANADA by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS STILL FALLS THE RAIN; THE RAIDS, 1940. NIGHT AND DAWN by EDITH SITWELL IN MEMORY OF AGOSTINO ISOLA, OF CAMBRIDGE, WHO DIED 1797 by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS |