Father in heaven, to whom our hearts
Would lift themselves in prayer,
Drive from our souls each earthly thought,
And show Thy presence there.
Each moment of our lives renews
The mercies of the Lord;
Each moment is itself a gift
To bear us on to God.
Help us to break the galling chains
This world has round us thrown;
Each passion of our hearts subdue,
Each cherished sin disown.
O Father! kindle in our souls
A never-dying flame
Of holy love, of grateful trust,
In Thine almighty name.
|Instances (1 - 3 of 3)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #41||For God’s Presence||Father in heaven, to whom our hearts||H. Ware, Jr||C. M.||1866|
|Church Harmonies: a collection of hymns and tunes for the use of Congregations #9||Father in heaven, to thee my heart||Father in heaven, to thee my heart||H. Ware, Jr.||1876|
|The Public School Hymnal, for the Use of High Schools and Seminaries. New and enl. ed. #d50||Father in heaven, to whom our hearts would lift themselves in prayer||Father in heaven, to whom our hearts would lift themselves in prayer||Henry Ware||1888|