1 O Lord, and shall our fainting souls
Thy just displeasure ever mourn?
Thy Spirit grieved, and long withdrawn
Will He no more to us return?
2 Great Source of light and peace, return,
Nor let us mourn and sigh in vain;
Come, repossess our longing hearts
With all the graces of Thy train.
3 This temple, hallow'd by Thy hand,
Once more be with Thy presence blest;
Here be Thy grace anew display'd;
Be this Thine everlasting rest.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | O Lord, and shall our fainting souls |
| Meter: | L. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1870 |
| Topic: | Backsliding; Christians: their life and experience; Spiritual Declension |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. Author from index: T. Scott |