Jehovah, let me now adore Thee, For where is there a God such, Lord, as Thou? With songs I fain would come before Thee; Oh let Thy Spirit deign to touch me now To praise Thee in His name, through whome alone Our songs can please Thee, through Thy blessed Son. | Yes, draw me to the Son, O Father, That so the Son may draw me up to Thee. Let every power within me gather, To own Thy sway, O Spirit,--rule in me, That so the peace of God may in me dwell, And I may sing for joy and praise Thee well. | Grant me Thy Spirit; then my praises Will sound aright, no jarring tone or word; Sweet are the songs the heart then raises, Then I can pray in truth and spirit, Lord; Thy Spirit bears mine up on eagles' wing, To join the psalms the heavenly choirs now sing. | For He can plead for me with sighings That are unutterable to lips like mine; He bids me pray with earnest cryings, Bears witness with my soul that I am Thine, Co-heir with Christ, and thus may dare to say, O Abba, Father, hear me when I pray. | When thus Thy Spirit in me burneth, And makes this cry to break from out my heart, Thy heart, O Father, toward me yearneth, And longs all precious blessings to impart, Thy ready love rejoiceth to fulfil The prayer breathed out according to Thy will. | And what Thy Spirit thus hath taught me To seek from Thee, must needs be such a prayer As Thou wilt grant, through Him who bought me, And raised me up to be Thy child and heir; In Jesu's name fearless I seek Thy face, And take from Thee, my Father, grace for grace. | O joy! our hope and trust are founded On His sure Word, and witness in the heart; I know Thy mercies are unbounded, And all good gifts Thou freely wilt impart, Nay, more is lavish'd by Thy bounteous hand, Than we can ask or seek or understand. | O joy! In His name we draw near Thee, Who ever pleadeth for the sons of men; I ask in faith and Thou wilt hear me, In Him Thy promises are all Amen. O joy for me! and praise be ever Thine, Whose wondrous love has made such blessings mine! | |