Scripture Verse

We give Thee thanks, O Lord God Almighty. Revelation 11:17


William D. Hyde

Words: Will­iam D. Hyde, 1903.

Music: Win­ches­ter New Mu­si­kal­isch­es Hand­buch (Ham­burg, Ger­ma­ny: 1690). Har­mo­ny by Will­iam H. Monk, 1847, alt. (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

William H. Monk


Creation’s Lord, we give Thee thanks
That this Thy world is in­com­plete;
That bat­tle calls our mar­shaled ranks;
That work awaits our hands and feet.

That Thou hast not yet fini­shed man;
That we are in the mak­ing still,
As friends who share the Ma­ker’s plan
As sons who know the Fa­ther’s will.

Beyond the pre­sent sin and shame,
Wrong’s bit­ter, cru­el, scorch­ing blight,
We see the beck­on­ing vi­sion flame,
The bless­èd kingd­om of the right.

What though the king­dom long de­lay,
And still with haugh­ty foes must cope?
It gives us that for which to pray,
A field for toil and faith and hope.

Since what we choose is what we are,
And what we love we yet shall be,
The goal may ev­er shine afar—
The will to win it makes us free.