1 On this our festal day,
We in thy courts appear,
To thee our grateful vows to pay,
O Thou! whom angels fear.
2 And wilt thou condescend
To own our sacrifice,
And let the waiting heavens bend
To lift it to the skies.
3 Taught by thy word of truth,
That children came to thee,
We come, a company of youth,
Before thy majesty.
4 Lord, we have ever been
The children of thy care;
And as a father we have seen
That thou dost with us bear.
5 Thou we have often err'd,
And fear we grieve thee much,
We learn from thy most holy word
That thou dost pity such.
6 O! through the present year,
While we instruction gain,
My it by all we do, appear
That it is not in vain.
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First Line: | On this our festal day |
Publication Date: | 1836 |