Lord God of Israel, hear our prayer: There is no God in Heaven above, Or earth, that can with thee compare, Thou God of mercy, God of love! Our father's God! O, hear us now: Look down from Heaven and bid us live; Hear the petition, hear the vow, And when thou hearest, Oh, forgive! Our Father, from thy throne on high Behold in love thy people here; Regard the contrite, humble cry, The joy, the gratitude, the tear. This temple, holy may it be; Our offerings ever here receive; And when our prayers ascend to thee, Our sins, our sins, great God, forgive! Oh, keep us, Lord, from every ill,— From pestilence and famine drear: Should aught appal, we would be still And feel and know that thou art here. And when we sin, thou God of grace, And pray, implore thee, mercy have; Hear thou in Heaven, thy dwelling-place, And when thou hearest, Oh, forgive! Have pity, Lord, on all oppressed With pain, anxiety or grief; Oh, ever comfort the distressed, And to thy captive grant relief. Beneath thy kind protecting wing May we forever, ever live; Hear thou the offerings now we bring, And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive! Jehovah! may thy spirit fill This house we dedicate to thee; Subdue us ever to thy will, And in thine holy temple be. Surely should we, thy chosen race, To thee our adoration give: Hear us in Heaven, thy dwelling-place; And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GIFT TO SING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON AN ORDER FOR A PICTURE by ALICE CARY A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 19. TO AN ATHLETE DYING YOUNG by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN ROUTE MARCH by CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY THE ARGONAUTS (ARGONATUICA): EROS AND HIS MOTHER by APOLLONIUS RHODIUS |