Text:On a day of prayer for success in war
Author:Steele

DXXVII. On a day of prayer for success in war

1 Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare
Look up to thy divine above?
Or offer their imperfect prayer
Before a just, a holy God?

2 Bright terrors guard thy awful seat,
And dazzling glories veil thy face;
Yet mercy calls us to thy feet,
Thy throne is still a throne of grace.

3 O may our souls thy grace adore
May Jesus plead our humble claim;
While thy protection we implore,
In his prevailing, glorious name.

4 With all the boasted pomp of war
In vain we dare the hostile field:
In vain, unless the Lord be there;
Thy arm alone is Britain's shield.

5 Let past experience of thy care
Support our hope, our trust invite!
Again attend our humble prayer!
Again be mercy thy delight!

6 Our arms succeed, our councils guide,
Let thy right hand our cause maintain;
'Till war's destructive rage subside,
And peace resume her gentle reign.

7 O when shall time the period bring,
When raging war shall waste no more;
When peace shall stretch her balmy wing
From Europe's coast, to India's shore.

8 When shall the gospel's healing ray
(Kind source of amity divine!)
Spread o'er the world celestial day?
When shall the nations, Lord, be thine?

Text Information
First Line: Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare
Title: On a day of prayer for success in war
Author: Steele
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Topic: Times and Seasons: Days of Humiliation; Fast day hymns; National prayer and praise
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