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1 Blest Saviour, by thy pow'rful word,
Once night was turn'd to day;
And thy salvation joy restor'd,
Which I had sin'd away.
2 'Twas then I wonder'd and ador'd,
To see thy grace divine;
I felt thy love, I prais'd the Lord,
Who made such blessings mine.
3 Wilt thou not still vouchsafe to own
A wretch so vile as I?
May I not still approach thy throne,
And Abba father cry?
4 Lord, speak a gracious word again,
And cheer my drooping heart,
No voice but thine can soothe my pain,
Or bid my fears depart.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Blest Saviour, by thy pow'rful word |
| Title: | A prayer for the restoration of the divine presence |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1799 |
| Topic: | Light: Prayed for restoration |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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