Thanks, Fa­ther, that again our feet
These sac­red courts may press;
Oh, let Thy Spir­it with us meet,
And all our ef­forts bless.

How fee­ble, Lord, the nob­lest song
Our youth­ful hearts can raise!
Be Thou the theme, and sweet and strong
Shall swell our hymn of praise.

Thy hand, through all our days and years
Has been our shield and guide;
Through light and shade, through smiles and tears,
What could we need be­side?

And to Thy love, Thy sac­red care,
The fu­ture hours we give,
All hal­lowed by the breath of pray­er,
Since by that breath we live.

O bless­èd Sav­ior! in Thy name
Let pray­er and praise be giv’n,
And safe­ly, from this mor­tal frame,
Conduct our souls to Heav’n!