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Indulgent God, to Thee we pray

Hymnal: The Book of Worship #391 (1867) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Indulgent God, to Thee we pray, Be with us on this solemn day; Smile on our souls, our plans approve, By which we seek to spread Thy love. 2 Let party prejudice be gone, And love unite our hearts in one; Let all we have and are, combine To aid this glorious work of Thine. 3 Point us to men of upright mind, Devoted, diligent, and kind; With grace be all their hearts endowed, And light to guide them in the road. 4 With cheerful steps may they proceed, Where'er Thy providence shall lead; Let heaven and earth their work befriend, And mercy all their paths attend. 5 Great let the bands of those be found Who shall attend the gospel sound: And let Barbarians, bond and free, In suppliant throngs resort to Thee. 6 Where Pagan altars now are built, And brutal blood, or human, spilt, There be the bleeding cross high reared, And God, our God, alone revered. 7 Where captives groan beneath their chain, Let grace, and love, and concord reign; The aged and the infant tongue Unite in one harmonious song. Topics: Ordaining Instrumentalities Missions Languages: English

Indulgent God, to thee we pray

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #541 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Indulgent God, to thee we pray, Be with us on this solemn day;' Smile on our souls,our plans approve, By which we seek to spread thy love. 2 Let party prejudice be gone, And love unite our hearts in one; Let all we have and are, combine to aid this glorious work of thine. 3 Point us to men of upright mind, Devoted, diligent, and kind; With grace be all their hearts endow'd, And light to guide them in the road. 4 With cheerful steps may they proceed, Where'er thy providence shall lead; Let heaven and earth their work befriend, And mercy all their paths attend. 5 Great let the bands of those be found Who shall attend the gospel sound: And let Barbarians, bond and free, In suppliant throngs resort to thee. 6 Where Pagan altars now are built, And brutal blood, or human, spilt, There be the bleeding cross high rear'd, And God, our God, alone rever'd. 7 Where captives groan beneath their chain, Let grace, and love, and concord reign; The aged and the infant tongue Unite in one harmonious song. Topics: Kingdom and Church of Christ Missionary Hymn; Prayer for the Success of Missions