Oliver Holden - Funeral Hymn - текст песни (слова)

1. Up to Thy throne, almighty King,
 We raise our streaming eyes;
 In humble notes of judgment sing,
 And breathe our plaintive sighs.
 
 2. Into Thy bosom, Father, friend,
 Our mighty griefs we pour;
 Thine ear of pity to us lend --
 Console this gloomy hour.
 
 3. In Thy rich gift, O bounteous heaven,
 Was blessed our infant land;
 Now when Thou claim the favor given,
 We bend to Thy command.
 
 4. Glory to God: His ways are just,
 And every purpose wise;
 What though our bodies sleep in dust,
 Th' immortal soul shall rise.
 
 5. Then to Thy throne, eternal King,
 We'll raise our tearless eyes;
 In joyful notes Thy mercy sing,
 While time and nature dies.