432. O thou, before whose gracious throne

1 O thou, before whose gracious throne
We bow our suppliant spirits down,
Thou know'st the anxious cares we feel,
And all our trembling lips would tell.

2 Avert thy swift desolating stroke,
Nor smite the shepherd of the flock;
Restore him, sinking to the grave,
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save;

3 But if our supplications fail,
And prayer's and tears cannot prevail:
Be thou his strength, be thou his stay:
Support him through the gloomy way.

4 Around him may thy angels stand,
Waiting the signal of thy hand,
To bid his happy spirit rise,
And bear him to their native skies.

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First Line: O thou, before whose gracious throne
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1814
Topic: Particular Occasions and Circumstances: For a Congregation; On the dangerous sickness of a minister
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