Keep no longer at a distance
Mime upon us from on high
Lest, for want of thine assistance,
Every plant should droop and die.
2 Surely once thy garden flourish'd
Every part look d gay and green;
Then thy word our spirits nourish'd
Happy seasons we have seen !
But a drought has since succeeded
And a sad decline we see
Lord thy help is greatly needed,
Help can only come from thee.
3 Where are those We counted leaders,
Fill'd with zeal and love and truth *
Old professors, tall as cedars,
Bright examples to our youth ?
borne, in whom we once delighted,
We shall meet no more below
Some, alas ! we fear are blighted
Scarce a single leaf they show/
4 Younger plants-the sight how pleasant-
Cover d thick with blossoms stood ;
But they cause us grief at present,
Frosts have nipp d them in the bud
Dearest Saviour, hasten hither
Thou canst make them bloom a*ain
Oh permit them not to wither,
Let not all our hopes be vain !
5 Let our mutual love be fervent
Make us prevalent in pray'rs
Let each one esteem d thy servant
Shun the world s bewitching snares;
Break the tempter s fatal power,
Turn the stony heart to flesh
And begin, from this good hour,
To revive thy work afresh
Page:Olney Hymns - 1840.djvu/238
Jump to navigation
Jump to search
This page needs to be proofread.
234
ORDINANCES.
BOOK II.