496 - Eternal Love, We have No Good

Eternal Love, we have no good to bring Thee,
No single good of all our hands have wrought,
No worthly music have we found to sing Thee,
No jewelled word, no quick up souring thought.

And yet we come and when our faith would fater
Show us, O Love, the quiet place of prayer,
The golden cense and the golden altar,
And the great angel waiting for us there.