A Prayer + 

Father, we lift the suppliant eye, + 

To where thou reigns’t above; + 

We feel that thou canst not deny + 

The children of thy love. + 

Unshaken faith, unwavering trust, + 

Are all that we can bring; + 

We are thy children, though in dust, + 

To thee we dare to cling. + 

We know that thou wilt not forsake + 

The poor and trembling slave; + 

For him the blessed Saviour spake; + 

And him he came to save. + 

We feel the chains that bind us all, + 

And bend us to man’s will; + 

But can they hold our souls enthrall’d, + 

Or bid our voice be still? + 

No:⁠—for thy power is all supreme, + 

Thy word shall yet stand firm; + 

And master and the slave shall e’en + 

To thee for mercy turn. + 