autumn hymn.
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Then be our spirits fraught
With pure and constant love.
May every wish, may every thought,
Aspire to Thee above.
With pure and constant love.
May every wish, may every thought,
Aspire to Thee above.
AUTUMN HYMN.
Low at Thy throne, great God! we bend,
Our filial sacrifice to raise;
While to Thy gracious throne ascend
Our mingling notes of prayer and praise.
Our filial sacrifice to raise;
While to Thy gracious throne ascend
Our mingling notes of prayer and praise.
Again Thy presence would we seek;
For pardon to Thy throne we turn:
The contrite heart, the spirit meek,
Father! Thy love will never spurn.
For pardon to Thy throne we turn:
The contrite heart, the spirit meek,
Father! Thy love will never spurn.
That love, our sure, unfailing shield,
Preserved us through the former year;
Its strength, all powerful, was revealed
When danger, doubt, and death were near.
Preserved us through the former year;
Its strength, all powerful, was revealed
When danger, doubt, and death were near.
To Thee our harvest-gift we bring;
Let all the harvest-anthem swell.
Accept the meed, Eternal King!
And let Thy influence with us dwell.
Let all the harvest-anthem swell.
Accept the meed, Eternal King!
And let Thy influence with us dwell.
