Praises unto Thee. Psalm 144:9
In response to an admiring letter regarding this hymn, Gilder wrote:
I am very much surprised and touched that you should write as you have of the Thanksgiving hymn. In answer to your inquiries I would say that it was inspired by the same event as the Wesleyan poem.
I had begun it before reaching Middletown to take part in the exercises there—and would have finished it there had I not been so occupied with other matters—and I did not, of course, wish to force it, so to speak.
When, soon after, it was completed, it showed it to Professor Winchester, at whose house I had stayed; and as you know, he asked to lay it before your committee. I think some other Hymnal has since used it (one for schools), and it will appear in my book, The Fire Divine, now going through the press.
So you see it had a Methodist origin, as Wesley was in my mind, and it was first printed in the new Methodist Hymnal.
Nutter, pp. 11–12
To Thee, eternal Soul, be praise!
Who, from of old to our own days,
Through souls of saints and prophets, Lord,
Hast sent Thy light, Thy love, Thy Word.
We thank Thee for each mighty one
Through whom Thy living light hath shone;
And for each humble soul and sweet
That lights to heaven our wandering feet.
We thank Thee for the love divine
Made real in every saint of Thine;
That boundless love itself that gives
In service to each soul that lives.
We thank Thee for the Word of might
Thy Spirit spake in darkest night.
Spake through the trumpet voices loud
Of prophets at Thy throne who bowed.
Eternal Soul, our souls keep pure,
That like Thy saints we may endure;
Forever through Thy servants, Lord,
Send Thou Thy light, Thy love, Thy Word.