JC
Verse 1
Lord, when we bend before Thy throne,
And our confessions pour,
Teach us to feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.
Verse 2
Our broken spirits pitying see,
And penitence impart;
Then let a kindling glance from Thee
Beam hope upon the heart.
Verse 3
When our responsive tongues essay
Their grateful hymns to raise,
Grant that our souls may join the lay,
And mount to Thee in praise.
Verse 4
When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign;
And not a thought our bosom share
Which is not wholly Thine.
Verse 5
Let faith each meek petition fill,
And waft it to the skies;
And teach our hearts ’tis goodness still
That grants it, or denies.
Joseph D. Carlyle, “Lord, When We Bend Before Thy Throne”