1 Savior, visit thy plantation,
Grant us Lord, a gracious rain,
All will come to dissolution,
Unless thou return again.
2 Keep no longer at a distance,
Shine upon us from on high;
Left for want of thy assistance,
Ev'ry plant should droop and die.
3 Surely once the garden flourish'd,
Ev'ry part look'd gay and green:
Then thy word our spirits nourish'd
Happy seasons we have seen.
4 But a drought has since succeeded,
And a sad decline we see;
Lord thy help is greatly needed,
Help can only come from thee.
5 Where are those we counted leaders,
Fir'd with zeal and love and truth;
Old professors tall as cedars,
Bright examples to our youth!
6 Some in whom our souls delighted,
We shall meet no more below;
Some alas, we fear are blighted,
Scarce a single leaf they show.
7 Younger plants to sight how pleasant,
Cover'd thick with blossoms stood;
But they cause us grief at present,
Frost has nipt them in the bud.
8 Dearest Savior, hasten hither,
Thou canst make them bloom again;
O! permit them not to wither,
Let not all our hopes be vain.
9 Let our mutual love be fervent,
Make us prevalent in pray'r;
Let each one esteem the servant,
Shun the world's bewitching snare.
10 Break the tempter's fatal power,
Turn the stony hearts of flesh;
Now begin from this good hour,
To revive thy work afresh.
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