Lord let thy Servant now depart
Into thy promis'd Rest,
Since my expecting Eyes have been
With thy Salvation blest:
Which, till this Time, thy favour'd Saints,
And Prophets, only knew,
Long since prepar'd, but now set forth
In all the Peoples view.
A Light to shew the Heathen World
The Way to saving Grace:
Bot O! the Light and Glory both
Of Isr'el's chosen Race.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
the God whom we adore,
Be Glory; as it was, is now,
and shall be evermore.
|First Line:||Lord let thy Servant now depart|
|Title:||Nunc Dimittis: Song of St. Simeon|