Songs We Like to Sing
J. Keble L. van Beethoven
We thank thee for thy gifts of light;
As in the dawn the shadows fly,
We seem to find thee now more nigh.
Fresh hopes have wakened in the heart,
Fresh force to do our daily part;
Thy slumber gifts our strength restore,
Throughout the day to serve thee more.
Praise God, our Maker and our Friend;
Praise him thro' time, till time shall end;
Till psalm and song his name adore,
Thro' Heaven's great day of Evermore.
© 1999, 2003, Lynn Waterman