That His deservèd wrath may be
By Him to grace turn'd speedily.
He's faithful, and aye true will be,
Nought else desireth but that we
With reverence and godly fear
To seek His mercy should draw near.
Ah! Father, Father, hear our cry,
Redeem us, 'neath sin's yoke we lie,
From out the world drawn may we be,
And Thou Thyself turn us to Thee.