1 God of mercy, throned on high,
Listen from Thy lofty seat;
Hear, oh, hear our lowly cry!
Guide, oh, guide our wandering feet!
2 Young and erring travelers, we
All our dangers do not know;
Scarcely fear the stormy sea,
Hardly feel the tempest blow.
3 Jesus, lover of the young,
Cleanse us with Thy blood divine;
Ere the tide of sin grow strong,
make us, take us, keep us Thine.
4 When perplexed in dangers' snare,
Thou alone our guide cast be;
When oppressed with deepest care,
Whom have we to trust but Thee?
5 Let us ever hear Thy voice,
Ask Thy counsel every day:
Saint and angels will rejoice,
If we walk in wisdom's way.
6 Savior, give us faith, and pour
Hope and love on every soul;
Hope, till time shall be no more;
Love, while endless ages roll.
The Hymnal: revised and enlarged as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892
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