CCCXLVI. Father of mercies! bow thine ear

1 Father of mercies! bow thine ear,
Attentive to our earnest pray'r:
We plead for those who plead for thee,
Successful pleaders may they be!

2 How great their work, how vast their charge.
Do Thou their anxious souls enlarge:
Their best acquirements are our gain;
We share the blessings they obtain.

3 Clothe, then, with energy divine
Their words, and let their words be thine;
To them thy sacred truth reveal,
Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal.

4 Teach them to sow the precious seed,
Teach them thy chosen flock to feed;
Teach them immortal souls to gain--
Souls that will well reward their pain.

5 Let thronging multitudes around,
Hear from their lips the joyful sound;
In humble strains thy grace implore,
And feel thy new-creating powr.

6 Let sinners break their massy chains,
Distressed souls forget their pains;
Let light through distant realms be spread,
And Sion rear her drooping head.

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First Line: Father of mercies! bow thine ear
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
Topic: Prayer for Ministers
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