CCCLVIII. The Lord's Prayer

1 Our Father, whose eternal sway
The bright angelic hosts obey,
O! lend a pitying ear:
When on thy awful name we call,
And at thy feet submissive fall,
O! condescend to hear.

2 Far may thy glorious reign extend,
May rebels to thy sceptre bend,
And yield to sovereign love:
May we take pleasure to fulfil
The sacred dictates of thy will,
As angels do above.

3 From thy kind hand each temporal good,
Our raiment and our daily food,
In rich abundance come:
Lord, give us still a fresh supply,
If thou withhold thy hand, we die,
And fill the silent tomb.

4 Pardon our sins, O God! that rise,
And call for vengeance from the skies;
And while we are forgiven,
Grant that revenge may never rest,
And malice harbor in that breast
That fells the love of Heaven.

5 Protect us in the dangerous hour,
And from the wily tempter's power;
O! set our spirits free;
And if temptation should assail,
May might grace o'er all prevail,
And lead our hearts to thee.

6 Thine is the power, to thee belongs
The constant tribute of our songs,
All glory to thy name:
Let every creature join our lays,
In one resounding act of praise
Thy wonders to proclaim.

Text Information
First Line: Our Father, whose eternal sway
Title: The Lord's Prayer
Author: J. Straphan
Meter: Chatham Tune
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture:
Topic: Worship: Hymns Before Prayer; Complaint: Under great pain; Lord's Prayer (2 more...)
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