O THOU, TO WHOM IN ANCIENT TIME
by: John Pierpont (1785-1866)
POEMS BY JOHN PIERPONT
- THOU, to whom in ancient time,
- The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung,
- Whom kings adored in song sublime,
- And prophets praised with glowing tongue;
- Not now on Zion's height alone
- Thy favored worshipper may dwell,
- Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son
- Sat weary by the patriarch's well.
- From every place below the skies,
- The grateful song, the fervent prayer,
- The incense of the heart, may rise
- To heaven, and find acceptance there.
- O Thou, to whom, in ancient time,
- The lyre of prophet bards was strung,
- To Thee at last, in every clime,
- Shall temples rise, and praise be sung.