We Love Thee, Lord; yet Not Alone

We love Thee, Lord; yet not alone, because Thy bounteous hand Showers down its rich and ceaseless gifts. On ocean and on land; We praise Thee, gracious Lord, for these, Yet not for these alone The incense of Thy children's love Arises to Thy throne.

We love Thee, Lord, because when we had err'd and gone astray, Thou didst recall our wandering souls into the heavenward way, When helpless, hopeless, we were lost in sin and sorrow's night A guiding ray was granted us From Thy pure fount of light.

Because, O Lord, Thou lovedst us With everlasting love, And sentest forth Thy Son to die That we might live above; Because, when we were heirs of wrath, Thou gavest hopes of heaven; We love because we much have sinn'd, And much have been forgiven.