1 Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing,
While once more thy praise we sing;
Sinful hearts and lives confessing,
Nothing worthy can we bring;
Yet thy book of love hath taught us,
Thou wilt kindly bow thine ear;
For the sake of him who bought us,
We may call, and thou wilt hear.
2 What a boon to us is given,
Thus to lift our voice on high!
Well assured the ear of heaven
Hears our wants, and will supply.
Weak and sinful--oh, how often
Must we look to God alone!
For his grace our hearts to soften
And sustain us as his own.