1 How great, how solemn is the work,
Which we attend to-day!
Now for a holy, solemn frame,
O God, to thee we pray.

2 O may we feel, as once we felt,
When pain'd and grive'd at heart;
Thy kind, forgiving, melting look
Reliev'd our every smart.

3 Let graces then in exercise
Be exercis'd again;
And, nurtur'd by celestial power,
In exercise remain.

4 Awake our love, our fear, our hope,
Wake fortitude and joy;
Vain world begone, let things above
Our happy thoughts employ.

5 Whilst thee, our Savior and our God,
To all around we own;
Drive each rebellious, rival lust,
Each traitor from the throne.

6 Instruct our minds our wills subdue,
To heaven our passions raise,
That hence our lives, our all may be
Devoted to thy praise.