Classic Poem

Omnipotent , infinite Lord!
To Thee the whole universe bends!
Thou madest the world at a word,
And still upon Thee it depends.

We bless Thee, whose mercy provides us
With Guardians sent from on high,
Through every temptation to guide us,
And shield us when danger is nigh;

To cope with the furious foe,
Lest haply unguarded he see,
And slay with a treacherous blow
The souls that were ransom'd by Thee.

High praise to the Lord of all might,
All holy, all gracious, all wise!
Who sends us His Angels of Light,
To lure us again to the skies!