High on His everlasting throne

Verse 1

High on His everlasting throne The King of saints His work surveys; Marks the dear souls He calls His own, And smiles on the peculiar race.

Verse 2

He rests well pleased their toils to see; Beneath His easy yoke they move; With all their hearts and strength agree In the sweet labor of His love.

Verse 3

See, where the servants of their God, A busy multitude appear; For Jesus day and night employed, His heritage they toil to clear.

Verse 4

The love of Christ their hearts constrains And strengthens their unwearied hands; They spend their sweat and blood and pains To cultivate Emmanuel's lands.

Verse 5

O multiply Thy sower’s seed, And fruit we every hour shall bear: Throughout the world Thy gospel spread, Thine everlasting truth declare.

Verse 6

Amen.