1 Lord, when we bend before Thy throne,
And our confessions pour,
Teach us to feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.
2 Our broken spirits, pitying see;
And penitence impart;
Then let a kindling glance from Thee
Beam hope upon the heart.
3 When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign;
And not a thought our bosom share
Which is not wholly Thine.
4 Let faith each weak petition fill,
And waft it to the skies,
And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still
That grants it, or denies.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Lord, when we bend before Thy throne |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Notes: | first rank hymn |