On the Death of Thomas Beard, 92

Captain, God of our salvation,
Night and day
Will we pay
Thee our adoration:
All day long our lips confess Thee,
All the night
Our delight
Is in songs to bless Thee.

Whom Thy dying love o'erpowers,
Lost in Thee
Happy we
Never count the hours:
Love, our one delightful lesson,
Love and joy
Still employ
Every gracious season.

Rivals of the heavenly choir,
Lo! we rise
To the skies,
Higher still, and higher:
There we have our conversation,
Talk with God,
Him whose blood
Purchased our salvation.

We like all Thy host adore Thee:
Restless they
Night and day
Render Thee the glory.
Author of our every blessing,
God of grace,
Thee we praise
Never, never ceasing.

This be here our whole employment,
Till we claim,
Through Thy name,
All Thy love's enjoyment;
Till we drink the crystal river.
Drink and sing
To our King,
Sing and shout for ever.