O
Thou
Whose
hand
hath
brought
us
Unto
this
joyful
day,
Accept
our
glad
thanksgiving,
And
listen
as
we
pray;
And
may
our
preparation
For
this
day’s
service
be
With
one
accord
to
offer
Ourselves,
O
Lord,
to
Thee.
For
this
Thy
house
we
praise
Thee,
Reared
at
Thine
own
command,
For
every
generous
spirit,
And
every
willing
hand;
And
now
within
Thy
temple
Thy
glory
let
us
see,
For
all
its
strength
and
beauty
Are
nothing
without
Thee.
And
oft
as
here
we
gather,
And
hearts
in
worship
blend,
May
truth
reveal
its
power,
And
fervent
prayers
ascend;
Here
may
the
busy
toiler
Rise
to
the
things
above;
The
young,
the
old,
be
strengthened,
And
all
men
learn
Thy
love.
And
as
the
years
roll
over,
And
strong
affections
twine,
And
tender
mem’ries
gather
About
this
sacred
shrine,
May
this
its
chief
distinction,
Its
glory,
ever
be,
That
multitudes
within
it
Have
found
their
way
to
Thee.
