God of the prophets' power

Verse 1

God of the prophet's power! God of the gospel's sound! Move glorious on; send out thy voice To all the nations round, To all the nations round.

Verse 2

With hearts and lips unfeigned, We bless thee for thy word; We praise thee for the joyful news Which our glad ears have heard.

Verse 3

O may we treasure well The counsels that we hear, Till righteousness and holy joy In all our hearts appear.

Verse 4

Water the sacred seed, And give it large increase; May neither storms, nor rocks, nor thorns, Prevent the fruits of peace.

Verse 5

And though we sow in tears, Yet we at last shall come, And gather in our sheaves with joy At heaven's great harvest home.