A
HYMN
FOR
THE
KIRK
.
O
LORD
of
earth
and
Heaven
,
Whose
love
and
power
have
given
The
solid
ground
and
floating
air
And
circling
ocean
,
regions
fair
,
To
be
the
home
of
moving
life
,
The
busy
seats
of
joy
and
strife
,
—
To
thee
with
fear
and
love
we
raise
A
song
of
praise
.
How
many
links
there
be
To
bind
man's
heart
to
thee
!
Affections
of
the
human
breast
For
children
,
kindred
,
friend
and
guest
;
Yea
,
those
in
generous
minds
that
flow
From
virtues
of
a
noble
foe
!
All
form
a
woven
mystic
cord
,
—
Thy
bands
,
O
Lord
.
Thy
streaming
rays
of
love
,
That
glow
in
Heaven
above
,
And
draw
the
ransomed
soul
to
thee
,
And
set
it
from
low
thraldom
free
.
As
the
snared
bird
,
when
loosened
,
flies
On
out-spread
pinions
to
the
skies
,
With
love
that
conquers
fear
,
we
raise
Our
song
of
praise
.