Prayer

1 Come, thou almighty Comforter,
And bring upon thy wing
Sweet consolation to each soul,
That we may praise and sing.

2 We want to feel, we want to see,
We want to know thee more;
We want sweet foretastes of thy love,
As we have had before.

3 And shall we come in vain to God?
Dear Lord, that cannot be;
Thy promise stands engaged to come,
And bless e’en two or three.

4 Come, Lord, and grant each soul to feel
Its interest in thy grace;
And give us faith, and hope, and love,
And strength to run the race.

5 [If thou should’st leave us, we must fall;
Without thee, cannot rise;
For when our Jesus hides his face,
Our hope, our comfort, dies.]

6 Lord, give more faith, more solid faith,
More confidence in thee;
Break off our legal chains, O God,
And let our souls go free.

Source: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #679