44 To Thee, O God, we raise

1 To Thee, O God, we raise Our voice, in choral singing; We come, with prayer and praise, Our hearts' oblations bringing; Thou art our fathers' God, And ever shalt be ours: Our lips and lives shall laud Thy name, with all our powers. 2 Thy goodness, like the dew On Hermon's hill descending, Is every morning new, And tells of love unending. We bless Thy tender care That led our wayward feet, Past every fatal snare, To streams and pastures sweet. 3 We bless Thy Son, who bore The cross, for sinners dying; Thy Spirit we adore, The precious blood applying. Let work and worship send Their incense unto Thee, Till song and service blend, Beside the crystal sea.