1 Great God, now condescend
To bless our rising race;
Soon may their willing spirits bend
To thy victorious grace!
2 O what a vast delight
Their happiness to see!
Our warmest wishes all unite
to lead their souls to thee.
3 Dear Lord, thy Spirit pour
Upon our infant seed;
O bring the long'd-for happy hour
That makes them thine indeed.
4 May they receive thy word,
Confess the Saviour's name;
Then follow their despised Lord
Through the baptismal stream.
5 Thus let our favour'd race
Surround thy sacred board,
There to adore thy sovereign grace,
And sing their dying lord.
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First Line: | Great God, now condescend |
Meter: | S. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Parents and Children; Prayer for infants; or, Children, day by day, given to God |