1 TO Thee our God, with joy we sing
Of Jesus' walk and ways;
A pure "meal-offering" thus we bring,
All fragrant to His praise.
2 In all His perfect path from birth
We see Thy glory shine;
In every step He took on earth
Was grace and truth divine.
3 Thy faithful Witness, holy, true,
He was indeed the light;
Though only those His glory knew
To whom Thou gavest sight.
4 Here was He come --- 'twas meet for Him
Thy Servant Just to be;
Though sorrow's cup o'erflowed its brim,
The joy He gave to Thee.
5 'Tis little we to Thee can show
Of all that He hath done;
But Thou dost all the virtues know
Of Thy beloved One.
6 His praises we would fain proclaim,
And, in His name divine,
Upraise to Thee pure worship's flame ---
The "frankincense" is Thine.
