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Lord! Teach Us How to Pray Aright

James Montgomery·Modern

Verse 1

Lord! teach us how to pray aright,
With reverence and with fear;
Though dust and ashes in thy sight,
We may, we must draw near.

Verse 2

God of all grace, we come to thee,
With broken, contrite hearts,
Give, what thine eye delights to see,
Truth in the inward parts;

Verse 3

Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep,
Though mercy long delay;
Courage, our fainting souls to keep,
And trust thee though thou slay.

Verse 4

Give these, and then--thy will be done--
Thus strengthened with all might,
We by the Spirit and thy Son,
Shall pray, and pray aright.

James Montgomery, “Lord! Teach Us How to Pray Aright”

Otterbein 1890 No. 389 · C.M · Brown

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Come, My Soul! Thy Suit Prepare

John Newton·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Come, my soul! thy suit prepare;
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Verse 2

Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For his grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

Verse 3

Lord! I come to thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

Verse 4

While I am a pilgrim here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end.

John Newton, “Come, My Soul! Thy Suit Prepare”

Otterbein 1890 No. 394 · 7s · Aletta

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Come, My Soul, Thy Suit Prepare

John Newton·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

Verse 2

Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

Verse 3

With my burden I begin:
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

Verse 4

Lord, I come to Thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There Thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

Verse 5

While I am a pilgrim here,
Let me love Thy spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end.

Verse 6

Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew:
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die Thy people’s death.

John Newton, “Come, My Soul, Thy Suit Prepare”

Presbyterian 1895 No. 577 · 7.7.7.7. · Beethoven