Give us the faith to feel and know

That Thou art mirrored full and true

Within the breast, as Thou dost show

Thy sun amid a drop of dew.

And thus from sleep Thy saints upraise,

To seek Thy face in prayer and praise.

W. Martin.

Lord, we come before Thee now,

At Thy feet we humbly bow;

O, do not our suit disdain: