1  O God! We see Thee in the Lamb

    To be our hope, our joy, our rest;

    The glories that compose Thy name

    Standing engaged to make us blest.

 2  Thou great and good! Thou just and wise!

    Hail! As our Father and our God!

    For we are Thine by sacred ties,

    Thy sons and daughters — bought with blood.

 3  Then, Oh! To us this grace afford,

    That far from Thee we ne'er may move;

    Our guard — the presence of the Lord;

    Our joy — Thy perfect present love.

 4  This gives us ever to rejoice,

    Turning to light our darkest days;

    And lifts on high each feeble voice,

    While we have breath to pray or praise.