O Sion's King, we suppliant bow

O Sion's King, we suppliant bow

Published in 8 hymnals

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1 Oh Sion's King, we suppliant bow,
And hail the grace Thy church enjoys;
Her holy officers are Thine,
With all the gifts Thy love employs.

2 Up to Thy throne we lift our eyes,
For blessings to attend our choice,
Of such whose generous, prudent zeal
Shall make Thy favored ways rejoice.

3 When pastor, saints, and poor they serve,
May their own hearts with grace be crowned;
While patience, sympathy and joy
Adorn, and through their lives abound.

4 By purest love to Christ and truth,
Oh may they win a good degree
Of boldness in the Christian faith,
And meet the smile of Thine and Thee.

5 And when the work to them assigned,
The work of love is fully done,
Call them, from serving tables here,
To sit around Thy glorious throne.

Source: The Book of Worship #383

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First Line: O Sion's King, we suppliant bow



Instances (1 - 8 of 8)

A Collection of Hymns and Sacred Songs. 19th ed. #d349

Collection of Hymns for Public and Private Worship. 4th ed. #d211

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Hymns: selected and original, for public and private worship (60th ed., 1st rev. ed.) #593

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The Book of Worship #383

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