A band of hard pressed men are we

1 A band of hard-pressed men are we,
Who find life's pathway rough to tread;
Together, Lord, we come to Thee,
And in Thy presence bow the head.

2 We bring our week of life to Thee,
All soiled, and worn, and marred with sin;
Thine eyes of holy love can see
Each tempted life without, within.

3 We bring our bitterness of heart,
Our hate and want of charity;
We fain would choose the better part,
And learn to love, dear Lord, like Thee.

4 We bring our care for daily bread,
The fear that turns the heart to stone;
We cry to Thee; lift up our head
And show us we are not alone.

5 We bring the faith that over all,
Though faint and feeble, flickers still;
Increase it, Lord, that at Thy call
We may our daily task fulfil.

6 Lord, make us pure; enrich our life
With heavenly love for evermore;
Give us Thy strength to face the strife,
And serve Thee better than before.

Source: Methodist Hymn and Tune Book: official hymn book of the Methodist Church #365