Give thanks to God, and honour those whose fame was spread abroad, whose well-remembered lives disclose the glories of their Lord; who held their just and gentle sway in trust beneath his hand, and humbly sought to serve their day and work what God had planned. His Name they lived to glorify who gives the poet's word, the painter's all-discerning eye, the soul by music stirred; and high among the human skills of wisdom, science, art, a virtue grace alone instills, the pastor's patient heart. For teacher's gift, for prophet's fire, for preachers of the word, for all who still our souls inspire we praise your Name, O Lord; we seek to follow where they trod, to reap what they have sown, who spent themselves for love of God and sought his praise alone. And some there be who take their rest in unremembered graves, whose names are numbered with the blest whom Jesus loves and saves; who kept the faith, who ran the race, whose work on earth is done: may we, their children, know your grace until the crown is won.