C. Wesley
JESUS, Thou sovereign Lord of all,
The same through one eternal day,
Attend Thy feeblest follower’s call,
And oh, instruct us how to pray!
Pour out the supplicating grace,
And stir us up up to seek Thy face.
2
We cannot think a gracious thought,
We cannot feel a good desire,
Till Thou, who callest worlds from naught,
The power into our hearts inspire;
And then we in the Spirit groan,
And then we give Thee back Thine own.
3
Jesus, regard the joint complaint
Of all Thy tempted followers here,
And now supply the common want,
And send us down the Comforter,
The Spirit of ceaseless prayer impart,
And fix Thy Agent in our heart.
4
Come in Thy pleading Spirit down,
To us who for Thy coming stay;
Of all Thy gifts we ask but one,
We ask the constant power to pray;
Indulge us, Lord, in this request,
Thou canst not then deny the rest.
