According to Thy gracious word,
We come with joy to worship Thee;
Now fill each heart with praise, O Lord,
Sweet strains of heavenly melody!

Thy saints of every clime and land,
Gather as priests before Thy throne,
A blood-washed host Thy people stand
In righteousness, Thy grace to own.

With Jesus' blood our only plea,
O God, we come, a ransomed throng;
Through Thy dear Son brought nigh to Thee,
To praise, to sing redemption's song.

Thou didst accept in olden days
The fragrant incense offered Thee;
Now, 'tis Thy joy to have us praise
Thy Son's perfections constantly.

O God, we worship and adore!
Through Christ our praise ascends to Thee;
His name we bless forevermore,
On earth and through eternity.

F. L. French