In praise of God meet duty and delight,
angels and creatures all, with spirits bless;
in praise is earth transfigured by the sound
and sight of heaven's everlasting feast.
In praise the artist and the craftsman meet,
inspired, obedient, patient, practical;
in praise join instrument and voice and sound
to make one music for the Lord of all.
The desert is refreshed by songs of praise,
relaxed the frown of pride, the stress of grief;
in praise forgotten all our human spite;
in praise the burdened heart finds sure relief.
No skill of ours, no music made on earth,
no mortal song could scale the height of heaven;
yet stands that Cross, through grace ineffable
an Instrument of praise to sinners given.
So, confident and festive, let us sing
of wisdom, power an mercy there made known;
the song of Moses and the Lamb be ours,
through Christ raise up to life in God alone.