A Hymn for Any School: Another

To Thee, O Lord, our God and King,
Whose mercies ne'er decay,
We thus in artless numbers sing,
And thus our praise we pay.

Whate'er is human ebbs and flows,
As wasting time prevails;
But grace Divine no changes knows,
Charity never fails.

From thence flow plenteous streams and clea.
And may they never cease:
Tis you who plant and water here,
Tis God that gives the' increase.

May He your pious alms regard,
Your warmth of zeal approve;
With ample blessings still reward
The labour of your love.

May all the pleasing pains you share
Be crown'd with wish'd success;
The present age applaud your care,
And future ages bless!