See the King in royal state,
Riding on the clouds, His chariot,
To His heavenly palace gate!
Hark! the choirs of angel voices
Joyful alleluias sing,
And the portals high are lifted
To receive their heav’nly King.
2. Who is this that comes in glory,
With the trump of jubilee?
Lord of battles, God of armies,—
He hath gained the victory.
He who on the cross did suffer,
He who from the grave arose,
He has vanquished sin and Satan;
He by death has spoiled His foes.
3. While He raised His hands in blessing,
He was parted from His friends,
While their eager eyes behold Him,
He upon the clouds ascends;
He who walked with God and pleased Him,
Preaching truth and doom to come,
He, our Enoch, is translated
To His everlasting home.
4. How our heav’nly Aaron enters
With His blood within the veil;
Joshua now is come to Canaan,
And the kings before Him quail;
Now He plants the tribes of Israel
In their promised resting-place;
Now our great Elijah offers
Double portion of His grace.
5. Thou hast raised our human nature
On the clouds to God’s right hand;
There we sit in heav’nly places,
There with Thee in glory stand.
Jesus reigns, adored by angels;
Man with God is on the throne;
Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension
We by faith behold our own.
C. Wordsworth, 1862.
232
L. M.
Our Lord is risen from the dead,
Our Jesus is gone up on high;
The powers of hell are captive led,
The Victor rises to the sky.
2. There His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
“Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates!
Ye everlasting doors, give way!”
3. Loose all your bars of massy light
And wide unfold the radiant scene.
He claims these mansions as His right;
Receive the King of Glory in.
4. Who is the King of Glory, who?
The Lord, who all His foes o’ercame,
The world, sin, death, and hell o’erthrew;
And Jesus is the Conqueror’s name.
5. Lo! His triumphal chariot waits,
And angels chant the solemn lay:
“Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates;
Ye everlasting doors, give way!”
6. Who is the King of Glory, who?
The Lord, of glorious power possest,
The King of saints and angels too,
God over all, forever blest!
Charles Wesley, 1741.
233
7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6
Lo, God to heaven ascendeth!
Throughout its regions vast
With shouts triumphant blendeth
The trumpet’s thrilling blast:
Sing praise to Christ the Lord!
Sing praise with exultation,
King of each heathen nation,
The God of hosts adored!
2. With joy is heaven resounding,
Christ’s glad return to see;
Behold the saints surrounding
The Lord who set them free.
Bright myriads, thronging, come;
The cherub band rejoices,
And loud seraphic voices
Welcome Messiah home.
3. No more the way is hidden
Since Christ, our Head, arose;
No more to man forbidden
The road that heav’nward goes.
Our Lord is gone before;
But here He will not leave us,
In heaven He’ll soon receive us;
He opens wide the door.
4. Christ is our place preparing;
To heaven we, too, shall rise
And, joys angelic sharing,
Be where our Treasure lies.
There may each heart be found,
Where Jesus Christ has entered;
There let our hopes be centered,
Our course still heavenward bound!
5. May we, His servants, thither
In heart and mind ascend;
And let us sing together:
“We seek Thee, Christ, our Friend,
Thee, God’s anointed Son,
Our Life, and Way to heaven,
To whom all power is given,
Our Joy, and Hope, and Crown!”
6. Farewell with all thy treasures,
O world, to falsehood giv’n!
Thy dross gives no true pleasures;
We seek the joys of heav’n.
The Savior is our Prize;
He comforts us in sadness
And fills our hearts with gladness;
To Him we lift our eyes.
7. When, on our vision dawning,
Will break the wished-for hour
Of that all-glorious morning
When Christ shall come with power?
O come, thou welcome day!
When we, our Savior meeting,
His second advent greeting,
Shall hail the heaven-sent ray.
G. W. Sacer, 1661; F. E. Cox, tr., a.
234
4, 4, 7, 4, 4, 7
Draw us to Thee,
For then shall we
Walk in Thy steps forever
And hasten on
Where Thou art gone
To be with Thee, dear Savior.
2. Draw us to Thee,
Lord, lovingly;
Let us depart with gladness
That we may be
Forever free
From sorrow, grief, and sadness.
3. Draw us to Thee;
O grant that we
May find the road to heaven.
Direct our way,
Lest we should stray
And from Thy paths be driven.
4. Draw us to Thee,
That also we
Thy heavenly bliss inherit
And ever dwell
Where sin and hell
No more can vex our spirit.
5. Draw us to Thee
Unceasingly,
Into Thy kingdom take us;
Let us fore’er
Thy glory share,
Thy saints and joint heirs make us.
Fr. Funcke, † 1699; A. Crull, tr.
235
L. M.
A hymn of glory let us sing;
New songs throughout the world shall ring:
By a new way none ever trod
Christ mounteth to the throne of God.
2. May our affections thither tend
And thither constantly ascend
Where, seated on the Father’s throne,
Thee reigning in the heavens we own!
3. Be Thou our present Joy, O Lord,
Who wilt be ever our Reward;
And as the countless ages flee,
May all our glory be in Thee!
4. All glory to the Father be,
All glory, Jesus Christ, to Thee,
Who didst to heaven above ascend,
And to the Spirit, without end.
Bede, † 735; Elizabeth R. Charles, 1858.
236
8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7
Since Christ has gone to heaven, His home,
I, too, that home one day must share;
And in this hope I overcome
All doubt, all anguish, and despair;
For where the Head is, well we know,
The members He has left below
In time He surely gathers.
2. Since Christ has reached His glorious throne
And mighty gifts henceforth are His,
My heart can rest in heaven alone,
On earth my Lord I always miss;
I long to be with Him on high,
My heart and thoughts forever fly
Where is my only Treasure.
3. From Thy ascension let such grace,
Dear Lord, be ever found in me,
That steadfast faith may guide my ways
With step unfalt’ring up to Thee,
And at Thy voice I may depart
With joy to dwell where Thou, Lord, art;
Lord, hear my supplication!
J. Wegelin, 1637; C. Winkworth, tr.
SESSION.
237
C. M.
The Head that once was crowned with thorns
Is crowned with glory now;
A royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor’s brow.
2. The highest place that heaven affords
Is His by sovereign right,
The King of kings and Lord of lords,
And heaven’s eternal Light;
3. The Joy of all who dwell above,
The Joy of all below,
To whom He manifests His love
And grants His name to know.
4. To them the cross, with all its shame,
With all its grace, is given;
Their name an everlasting name,
Their joy the joy of heaven.
5. They suffer with their Lord below,
They reign with Him above,
Their profit and their joy to know
The mystery of His love.
6. The cross He bore is life and health,
Though shame and death to Him:
His people’s hope, His people’s wealth,
Their everlasting theme.
Thomas Kelly, 1820.
238
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
Hark! ten thousand harps and voices
Sound the note of praise above;
Jesus reigns, and Heaven rejoices,—
Jesus reigns, the God of Love.
See, He sits on yonder throne:
Jesus rules the world alone.
2. Christians, come, unite your praises
With the angels round His throne;
Soon, we hope, our God will raise us
To the place where He is gone.
Meet it is that we should sing,
“Glory, glory, to our King!”
3. Sing how Jesus came from heaven,
How He bore the cross below,
How all power to Him is given,
How He reigns in glory now;
’Tis a great and endless theme,
Oh, ’tis sweet to sing of Him!
4. Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens
All above and makes it fair.
Lord of Life, Thy smile enlightens,
Cheers, and charms Thy people here.
When we think of love like Thine,
Lord, we own it love divine.
5. King of Glory, reign forever;
Thine an everlasting crown.
Nothing from Thy love shall sever
Those whom Thou hast made Thine own,
Happy objects of Thy grace,
Destined to behold Thy face.
6. Savior, hasten Thine appearing;
Bring, O bring the glorious day
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away;
Then with golden harps we’ll sing,
“Glory, glory, to our King!”
Thomas Kelly, 1806, a.
239
L. M. (with Hall.)
We thank Thee, Jesus, dearest Friend,
That Thou didst into heaven ascend,
O mighty God, Immanuel;
Make soul and body strong and well.
Hallelujah!
2. Now all His Christians can rejoice
And sing His praise with cheerful voice:
Glory to God in heaven’s high throne,
Our Brother is God’s only Son.
Hallelujah!
3. Ascended to His throne on high,
He yet to us is always nigh;
As God and man He ever reigns
And infinite in power remains.
Hallelujah!
4. Above all heavens in glory raised,
Forever by all angels praised,
All human beings rules our Lord,
All creatures must obey His word.
Hallelujah!
5. He rules and reigns at God’s right hand
And has all power at His command,
All things are subject to His rod—
The Son of man and Son of God.
Hallelujah!
6. The world, sin, Satan, death, and hell
Are vanquished by Immanuel.
Dispute who will His mighty reign,
He still the Victor must remain.
Hallelujah!
7. The man who trusts in Him is blest
And finds in Him eternal rest;
This world’s allurements we despise
And fix on Christ alone our eyes.
Hallelujah!
8. We trust in Him, our Lord and God,
Who hath redeemed us by His blood;
He captive led captivity,
From bitter death to set us free.
Hallelujah!
9. We, therefore, heartily rejoice
And sing His praise with cheerful voice:
Our Brother, our own flesh and blood,
Is God and King, our greatest Good.
Hallelujah!
10. Through Him we heirs of heaven are made;
O Brother, Christ, extend Thine aid
That we may firmly trust in Thee
And live through Thee eternally.
Hallelujah!
11. Amen, Amen, O Lord! we cry;
Do Thou, who art exalted high,
In Thy pure doctrine keep our hearts
And shield us from the devil’s arts.
Hallelujah!
Praetorius’s _Musae Sioniae_, 1607.
INTERCESSION.
240
6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears,
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on His hands.
2. He ever lives above
For me to intercede,
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for all our race
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.
3. Five bleeding wounds He bears,
Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me;
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that ransomed sinner die!
4. The Father hears Him pray,
His dear Anointed One;
He cannot turn away,
Cannot refuse His Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood
And tells me I am born of God.
5. My God is reconciled,
His pardoning voice I hear;
He owns me for His child,
I can no longer fear;
With confidence I now draw nigh
And “Father, Abba, Father!” cry.
Charles Wesley, 1742, a.
241
6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
Th’ atoning work is done,
The Victim’s blood is shed,
And Jesus now is gone
His people’s cause to plead:
He stands in heaven their great High Priest
And bears their names upon His breast.
2. He sprinkled with His blood
The mercy-seat above;
For justice had withstood
The purposes of love;
But justice now withstands no more,
And mercy yields her boundless store.
3. No temple made with hands
His place of service is;
In heaven itself He stands,
A heavenly priesthood His.
In Him the shadows of the Law
Are all fulfilled and now withdraw.
4. And though awhile He be
Hid from the eyes of men,
His people look to see
Their great High Priest again;
In brightest glory He will come
And take His waiting people home.
Thomas Kelly, 1806.
242
8, 7, 8 l
Hail, Thou once despisèd Jesus!
Hail, Thou Galilean King!
Thou didst suffer to release us;
Thou didst free salvation bring.
Hail, Thou agonizing Savior,
Bearer of our sin and shame!
By Thy merits we find favor;
Life is given through Thy name.
2. Paschal Lamb, by God appointed.
All our sins on Thee were laid;
By almighty love anointed,
Thou hast full atonement made.
All Thy people are forgiven
Through the virtue of Thy blood;
Open is the gate of heaven,
Peace is made ’twixt man and God.
3. Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory,
There forever to abide;
All the heavenly host adore Thee,
Seated at Thy Father’s side.
There for sinners Thou art pleading,
There Thou dost our place prepare,
Ever for us interceding,
Till in glory we appear.
4. Worship, honor, power, and blessing
Thou art worthy to receive;
Loudest praises, without ceasing,
Meet it is for us to give.
Help, ye bright angelic spirits,
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;
Help to sing our Savior’s merits,
Help to chant Immanuel’s praise.
John Bakewell, 1757; Stanza 3 by M. Toplady, 1776.
243
7s
Hail the day that sees Him rise,
To His throne above the skies!
Christ, the Lamb for sinners given,
Reascends His native heaven.
2. There the glorious triumph waits:
Lift your heads, eternal gates;
He hath conquered death and sin;
Take the King of Glory in!
3. Him though highest heaven receives,
Still He loves the earth He leaves;
Though returning to His throne,
Still He calls mankind His own.
4. See, He lifts His hands above;
See, He shows the prints of love.
Hark! His gracious lips bestow
Blessings on His Church below.
5. Still for us His death He pleads;
Prevalent, He intercedes;
Near Himself prepares our place,
Harbinger of human race.
6. There we shall with Thee remain
Partners of Thy endless reign;
There Thy face unclouded see,
Find our heaven of heavens in Thee.
Charles Wesley, 1739.
244
6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. M.)
Jesus, my great High Priest,
Offered His blood and died;
My guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside.
His powerful blood did once atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
2. To this dear Surety’s hand
Will I commit my cause;
He answers and fulfils
His Father’s broken laws.
Behold my soul at freedom set;
My Surety paid the dreadful debt.
3. My Advocate appears
For my defense on high;
The Father bows His ears
And lays His thunder by.
Not all that hell or sin can say
Shall turn His heart, His love, away.
4. Should all the hosts of death
And powers of hell unknown
Put their most dreadful forms
Of rage and mischief on,
I shall be safe, for Christ displays
Superior power and guardian grace.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
245
C. M.
I know that my Redeemer lives
And ever prays for me;
A token of His love He gives,
A pledge of liberty.
2. I find Him lifting up my head;
He brings salvation near;
His presence makes me free indeed,
And He will soon appear.
3. He wills that I should holy be;
What can withstand His will?
The counsel of His grace in me
He surely shall fulfil.
4. Jesus, I hang upon Thy word:
I steadfastly believe
Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord,
And to Thyself receive.
5. When God is mine and I am His,
Of Paradise possest,
I taste unutterable bliss
And everlasting rest.
Charles Wesley, 1742, abr.
PENTECOST.
246
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7
Come, O come, Thou quickening Spirit,
God from all eternity!
Let us Thy blest grace inherit
And our souls be filled with Thee;
Then shall spirit, life, and light
Drive away our inner night.
2. Grant our hearts Thy heavenly treasure:
Wisdom, counsel, purity,
That in naught we may take pleasure
Save in that which pleaseth Thee.
Let Thy knowledge spread and grow,
Working error’s overthrow.
3. Lead us to our soul’s salvation,
Keep us in the paths of grace,
Shield us from the world’s temptation
That might foil us in the race;
When we stumble, hear our call,
Work repentance for our fall.
4. Let us trust Thy witness wholly
That we children are of God
Who rely upon Him solely
When they pass beneath the rod;
For the Father’s chastenings
Bless above all earthly things.
5. Prompt us e’er to come before Him
Joyously with hope in view;
Sigh in us when we implore Him,
Ever plead for us anew;
Then our prayer shall not be vain,
And our faith new strength shall gain.
6. If our soul for comfort languish
And despondency grow strong,
That the heart must cry in anguish:
“O my God, my God, how long!”
Comfort then the aching breast,
Grant us courage, patience, rest.
7. Mighty Spirit of reliance,
Sure Defense in all our need,
When the foe bids us defiance,
Bid Thy work in us Godspeed!
Grant us weapons for the strife
And with victory crown our life.
8. Guard, O God, our faith forever;
Let not Satan, death, or shame
Ever part us from our Savior;
Lord, our Refuge is Thy name.
Though our flesh would fain say Nay,
Be Thy Word to us still Yea.
9. And when death life’s thread is rending,
Then assure us yet the more,
As the heirs of life unending,
Of the glory there in store
Which can never be exprest,
But with which we shall be blest.
H. Held, † 1659.
247
8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 4, 8, 4, 8
O Holy Spirit, enter in,
And in our hearts Thy work begin,
Thy temple deign to make us;
Sun of the soul, Thou Light Divine,
Around and in us brightly shine,
To joy and gladness wake us.
That we To Thee
Truly living, To Thee giving
Prayer unceasing,
May in love be still increasing.
2. Give to Thy Word impressive power
That in our hearts, from this good hour,
As fire it may be glowing;
That we confess the Father, Son,
And Thee, the Spirit, Three in One,
Thy glory ever showing.
O stay And sway
Our souls ever That they never
May forsake Thee,
But by faith their refuge make Thee.
3. Thou Fountain, whence all wisdom flows
Which God on pious hearts bestows,
Grant us Thy consolation
That in our pure faith’s unity
We faithful witnesses may be
Of grace that brings salvation.
Hear us, Cheer us
By Thy teaching; Let our preaching
And our labor
Praise Thee, Lord, and bless our neighbor.
4. Left to ourselves, we shall but stray;
O lead us on the narrow way,
With wisest counsel guide us
And give us steadfastness that we
May ever faithful prove to Thee
Whatever woes betide us.
Lord, now Heal Thou
All hearts broken And betoken
Thou art near us,
Whom we trust to light and cheer us.
3. Thy heavenly strength sustain our heart
That we may act the valiant part
With Thee as our Reliance;
Be Thou our Refuge and our Shield
That we may never quit the field,
But stand in bold defiance.
Descend, Defend
From all errors And earth’s terrors;
Thy salvation
Be our constant consolation.
6. O mighty Rock, O Source of Life,
Let Thy dear Word, mid doubt and strife,
Be so within us burning
That we be faithful unto death,
In Thy pure love and holy faith,
From Thee true wisdom learning.
Thy grace And peace
On us shower; By Thy power
Christ confessing,
Let us win our Savior’s blessing.
7. O gentle Dew, from heaven now fall
With power upon the hearts of all,
Thy tender love instilling,
That heart to heart more closely bound,
In kindly deeds be fruitful found,
The law of love fulfilling;
Then, Lord, Discord
Shall not grieve Thee; We receive Thee;
Where Thou livest,
Peace and love and joy Thou givest.
8. Grant that our days, while life shall last,
In purest holiness be passed,
Be Thou our Strength forever;
Grant that our hearts henceforth be free
From sinful lust and vanity,
Which us from Thee must sever.
Keep Thou Pure now
From offenses Heart and senses.
Blessed Spirit,
Let us heavenly life inherit.
Michael Schirmer, 1640; Stanza 2 anon., c. 1660.
248
8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8
Send, O God, a gentle shower,
For my heart is dry as sand;
Father, bathe Thy drooping flower,
Water Thou Thy thirsty land;
Let Thy Holy Spirit’s boon
O’er me from Thy heavenly throne
Like abundant streams be flowing,
Blessings on my heart bestowing.
2. By a human father, even
Though he is by sin defiled,
Only good gifts will be given
Unto a beloved child;
How much more dost Thou the same,
For “Good Father” is Thy name!
Thou wilt send to me Thy Spirit;
Thy good gifts I shall inherit.
3. Jesus, who for my salvation
To the Father didst ascend.
Hear my earnest supplication,
Unto me Thy Spirit send;
Let the Comforter for aye
Bide with me, my Strength and Stay,
That in faith I may not waver,
Steadfast in the truth forever.
4. Holy Ghost, Strength of the simple,
O make Thine abode with me,
Let me ever be Thy temple;
Cheerfully I welcome Thee.
Do Thou purify my heart,
Cast out all things that might part
Me from those sweet joys of heaven
Which by Thee to faith are given.
5. With Thy gifts my heart endowing,
Make it new and clean and fair;
Let in true love it be glowing,
Living in Thy grace fore’er;
Give me courage bold and good,
Sanctify my flesh and blood,
Let me, trusting in Christ’s merit,
Worship God in truth and spirit.
6. Thus myself I will deliver,
Lord, to Thee; my soul shall strive
Only after heaven forever
Until there I shall arrive
Where the Father and the Son
And Thyself in heaven’s high throne
I shall praise and all Thy treasures
In angelic, heavenly measures.
M. Kraemer, 1683; A. Crull, tr.
249
8, 8, 8, 7
Come, God, Creator, Holy Ghost,
And visit Thou the souls of men;
Fill them with graces, as Thou dost,
Thy creatures make pure again.
2. For Comforter Thy name we call,
Sweet Gift of God most high above,
A holy Unction to us all,
A living Fount, Fire, and Love.
3. Our minds enlighten and refresh,
Deep in our hearts let love burn bright;
Thou know’st the weakness of our flesh;
O strengthen us with Thy might.
4. Thou with Thy wondrous sevenfold gifts,
The Finger art of God’s right hand;
The Father’s Word Thou sendest swift
On tongues of fire to each land.
5. Drive far from us our wily foe,
Grant us Thy blessed peace within,
That in Thy footsteps we may go
And shun the dark ways of sin.
6. Teach us to know the Father well
And Jesus Christ, His Son, our Lord,
That in our hearts true faith may dwell,
Spirit of both, aye adored!
7. To God the Father, God the Son,
Who from the dead is risen again,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be evermore praise. Amen.
From the Latin _Veni, Creator Spiritus_, Martin Luther, 1524;
L. W. Bacon, tr., a.
250
L. M.
Spirit of mercy, truth, and love,
O shed Thine influence from above
And still from age to age convey
The wonders of this sacred day.
2. In every clime, by every tongue,
Be God’s surpassing glory sung;
Let all the listening earth be taught
The wonders by our Savior wrought.
3. Unfailing Comfort, heavenly Guide,
Still o’er Thy holy Church preside;
Still let mankind Thy blessings prove,
Spirit of mercy, truth, and love.
Anon., 1774.
251
L. M.
O Holy Ghost, eternal God,
Blest Comfort for life’s rugged road,
With all my heart I pray to Thee;
Hear my entreaty graciously.
2. O Lord, be Thou my Comforter
Lest in my sins I might despair;
Protect me from the snares of hell,
Grant that in Jesus Christ I dwell;
3. That always I may ready be
To serve this Master faithfully
And own Him in true living faith
My Lord and Savior unto death.
4. O lead me in the narrow way
And from the fold let me not stray,
That when this mortal frame I leave,
The crown of life I may receive.
B. Helder, † 1635; A. Crull, tr.
252
7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 7, 7, 6
O enter, Lord, Thy temple,
Be Thou my spirit’s Guest,
Who gavest me, the earth-born,
A second birth more blest.
Thou in the Godhead, Lord,
Though here to dwell Thou deignest,
Forever equal reignest,
Art equally adored.
2. O enter, let me know Thee
And feel Thy power within,
The power that breaks our fetters
And rescues us from sin;
So wash and cleanse Thou me
That I may serve Thee truly
And render honor duly
With perfect heart to Thee.
3. An olive wild by nature
Thou graftedst me anew;
Death preyed upon my vitals
And claimed me as his due:
But Christ’s atoning blood,
In death true comfort granting,
Drowned death with all his vaunting,
In His baptismal flood.
4. Thou art, O Holy Spirit,
The true anointing Oil,
Through which are consecrated
Soul, body, ease, and toil
To Christ, whose guardian wings,
Where’er their lot appointed,
Protect His own anointed,
His prophets, priests, and kings.
5. ’Tis Thou, O Spirit, teachest
The soul to pray aright;
Thy songs have sweetest music,
Thy prayers have wondrous might;
Unheard they cannot fall,
They pierce the highest heaven,
Till He His help hath given
Who surely helpeth all.
6. Joy is Thy gift, O Spirit,
Thou wouldst not have us pine;
In darkest hours Thy comfort
Doth aye most brightly shine;
And oh, how oft Thy voice
Hath shed its sweetness o’er me
And opened heaven before me
And bid my heart rejoice!
7. All love is Thine, O Spirit;
Thou hatest enmity;
Thou lovest peace and friendship,
All strife wouldst have us flee;
Where wrath and discord reign,
Thy whisper inly pleadeth
And to the heart that heedeth
Brings love and light again.
8. The whole wide world, O Spirit,
Upon Thy hands doth rest;
Our wayward hearts Thou turnest
As it may seem Thee best;
Once more Thy power make known,
As Thou hast done so often,
Convert the wicked, soften
Thou all the hearts of stone.
9. O Holy Spirit, hear us
And make our sorrow cease;
Thy scattered flock restore now
To union, joy, and peace;
Bid flourish once again
The lands by men forsaken,
The churches spoiled and shaken
By war’s unhallowed train.