"O Lord of Hosts, Whose Glory Fills"
                          by John M. Neale, 1818-1866
                                  Text From:
                              THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL
                 (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941)



        1. O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills
        The bounds of the eternal hills
        And yet vouchsaf'st, in Christian lands,
        To dwell in temples made with hands,

        2. Grant that all we who here today
        Rejoicing this foundation lay
        May be in very deed Thine own,
        Built on the precious Cornerstone.

       3. Endue the creatures with Thy grace
        That shall adorn Thy dwelling place.
        The beauty of the oak and pine,
        The gold and silver, make them Thine.

        4. To Thee they all belong, to Thee,
        The treasures of the earth and sea;
        And when we bring them to Thy throne,
        We but present Thee with Thine own.

        5. The heads that guide endue with skill,
        The hands that work preserve from ill,
        That we who these foundations lay
        May raise the top-stone in its day.

        6. Both now and ever, Lord, protect
        The temple of Thine own elect;
        Be Thou in them and they in Thee,
        O ever-blessed Trinity!

        

        Notes:
        Hymn #633 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_
        Text: Isaiah 60:13
        Author: John M. Neale, 1844, alt.
        Composer: Nikolaus Herman, 1560
        Tune: "O Heilige Dreifaltigkeit"
        

        

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