793. Praying for Relations

1 Kind souls, who for the miseries moan
Of those who seldom mind their own,
But treat your zeal with cold disdain,
Resolved to make your labours vain.

2 You, who sincere affection tends
To help your dear ungrateful friends
To think you foes, or mad, or fools,
Because you fain would save their souls.

3 Though deaf to every warning given,
They scorn to walk with you to heaven;
But often think, and sometimes say,
They'll never go if that's the way.

4 Though they the Spirit of God resist,
Or ridicule your faith in Christ;
Though they blaspheme, oppose, contemn,
And hate you for your love to them;

5 One secret way is left you still
To do them good against their will;
Here they can no obstruction give,
You may do this without their leave.

6 Fly to the throne of grace by prayer,
And pour out all your wishes there;
Effectual fervent prayer prevails
When every other method fails.

Text Information
First Line: Kind souls, who for the miseries man
Title: Praying for Relations
Author: Hart
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
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