Tune our hearts to sing your praise.
As autumn's jewels surrounds us,
and sparse trees bare their souls,
We know. We are cherished, we are yours.
God of Grace and God of Glory,
Bend our pride, release our control.
As November skies begin the announcement,
and crisp winds carry it forward,
We wonder. We are seeking, we are yours.
God of Grace and God of Glory,
Grant us wisdom, grant us courage.
As the world is fraught with fear and full of debris,
We wait. We are so ready for Advent. Come Lord Jesus, come.
God of Grace and God of Glory,
