Hear, Father, hear our prayer!
Thou who art pity where sorrow prevaileth,
Thou who art safety when mortal help faileth,
Strength to the feeble and hope to despair,
Hear, Father, hear our prayer!
Hear, Father, hear our prayer!
Wandering alone in the land of the stranger,
Be with all travellers in sickness or danger,
Guard Thou their path, guide their feet from the snare:
Hear, Father, hear our prayer!
Hear Thou the poor that cry!
Feed Thou the hungry and lighten their sorrow,
Grant them the sunshine of hope for the morrow;
They are Thy children, their trust is on high:
Hear Thou the poor that cry!
Dry Thou the mourner’s tear!
Heal Thou the wounds of time-hallowed affection;
Grant to the widow and orphan protection;
Be in their trouble a friend ever near;
Dry Thou the mourner’s tear!
Hear, Father, hear our prayer!
Long hath Thy goodness our footsteps attended;
Be with the pilgrim whose journey is ended:
When at Thy summons for death we prepare,
Hear, Father, hear our prayer!
Source: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #488
First Line: | Hear, Father, hear our prayer |
Title: | Hear Our Prayer |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |