1 Almighty God, Whose only Son
O'er sin and death the triumph won,
And ever lives to intercede
For souls who Thy sweet mercy need;
2 In His dear Name to Thee we pray
For all who err and go astray,
For sinners, whereso'er they be,
Who do not serve and honor Thee.
3 And some within thy sacred fold,
To holy tings are dead and cold,
And waste the precious hours of life
In selfish ease, or toil, or strife;
4 And many a quickened soul within
There lurks the secret love of sin,
A wayward will, or anxious fears
Or lingering taint of bygone years;
5 Oh, give repentance true and deep
To all Thy lost and wandering sheep!
And kindle in their hearts the fire
Of holy love and pure desire;
6 That so from angel hosts above
May rise a sweeter song of love,
And we, with all the blest, adore
Thy Name, O God, for evermore.