1 Once more we come before our God,
Once more his Blessing ask;
Oh, may not duty seem a Load!
Nor Worship prove a Task.
2 Father, thy quick'ning Spirit send
From Heav'n, in Jesu's Name,
To make our waiting Minds attend,
And put our Souls in Frame.
3 May we receive the Word we hear;
Each in an honest Heart;
Hoard up the precious Treasure there,
And never with it part.
4 To seek Thee all our Hearts dispose,
To each thy Blessing suit.
And let the Seed thy Servant sows
Produce a copious Fruit.
5 Bid the refreshing North Wind wake;
Say to the South Wind, blow;
Let ev'ry Plant the Pow'r partake,
And all the Garden grow.
6 Revive the Parch'd with heav'nly Show'rs,
The cold with Warmth Divine;
And as the Benefit is ours,
Be all the Glory thine.
Source: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns: collected from various authors, designed for the worship of God, and for the edification of Christians (1st Ed.) #CCX