Verse 1
Thy Sons and Daughters, Lord,
behold,
More precious than the finest gold,
O guide them with Thine eye!
Thy Holy Spirit richly pour,
And fill their hearts this gracious [hour,
That they may prophesy.
Verse 2
May signs and wonders still be [brought
wrought,
And numbers by their preaching
To know the truth divine:
May all the pow’rs of hell give
way”
And thousands, taught to sing and [pray,
In holy worshiping join.
Verse 3
Endure them, Lord, with power and
grace,
To preach Thy word in every place,
To sinners born to die:
Enlarge their power of doing good,
That millions, sprinkled with Thy
blood,
May meet Thee in the sky,
Verse 4
Bring them at last to see Thy face,
And triumph in redeeming grace,
With all Thy saints in light;
And seated round thy throne divine,
With angels and archangels join
To worship in Thy sight.
Anon.