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And now the wants are told that brought
thy children to thy knee;
here lingering still, we ask for naught,
but simply worship thee.
For thou art God, the one, the same,
o'er all things high and bright;
and round us, when we speak thy Name,
there spreads a heaven of light.
O thou, above all blessing blest,
o'er thanks exalted far,
thy very greatness is a rest
to weaklings as we are;
For when we feel the praise of thee
a task beyond our powers,
we say, 'A perfect God is he,
and he is fully ours'.
All glory to the Father be,
all glory to the Son,
all glory, Holy Ghost, to thee,
while endless ages run.