J. D. Carlyle


LORD, when we bend before Thy throne

And our confessions pour;

Teach us to feel the sins we own,

And hate what we deplore.


Our broken spirits pitying see,

True penitence impart;

And let a brightening ray from Thee

Beam peace upon the heart.


When we disclose our wants in prayer

May we our wills resign,

And not a thought our bosoms share

Which is not wholly Thine.


Let faith each meek petition fill,

And waft it to the skies;

And teach our hearts ’tis goodness still

That grants it or denies.


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