1 No, never shall my heart despond,
Long as my lips can pray;
My latest breath, with effort fond,
Shall pass in prayer away.
2 There is a heavenly mercy-seat
To calm the sinner's fears;
There is a Saviour at whose feet
The mourner dries his tears.
3 When friends depart, and hopes are riven,
And gathering storms I see,
My soul is but the sooner driven,
Eternal Rock! to Thee.
4 Oh for a voice of sweeter sound,
For every wind to bear,
To teach the listening world around
The blessedness of prayer!Source: The Book of Worship #173