Full Lyrics
God of glory, King of nations, Giver of all gifts divine,
Thou didst once in Zion's city Set Thine own appointed shrine;
Make with us Thy secret dwelling, Make this sacred Temple Thine.
Scarred by storm and foeman's fury, Bathed in high serenest air.
See our fortresschurch uprising, Based and buttressed strong and fair,
Holds aloft the Cross of Jesus, Guards the faithful voice of prayer.
Mighty names of King and warrior, We in high remembrance say:
Ev'n the humblest saint that served her Lives in grateful hearts today:
We in hope and they in glory For her holy welfare pray.
Still through carven arches pealing Thrills and swells the solemn song;
Soaring vault and storied banner, Sacred voice and list'ning throng,
Witness that Thou dwell'st in beauty, Witness that Thy love is strong.
We, the heirs of grace and glory, Standing in the ancient ways,
We would keep undimmed her brightness Through the onward march of days;
Give us worthy hearts to offer Purest prayer and sweetest praise.
Father, throned in heavenly splendour, Bid Thine earthly shrines endure:
Saviour, Who dost guide and guard us, Keep our falt'ring footsteps sure:
pirit of all grace and sweetness Make our inmost spirits pure. Amen.
