Jehovah, let me now adore Thee,
For where is there a God such, Lord, as Thou?
With songs I fain would come before Thee;
Oh let Thy Spirit deign to touch me now
To praise Thee in His name, through whome alone
Our songs can please Thee, through Thy blessed Son.

Yes, draw me to the Son, O Father,
That so the Son may draw me up to Thee.
Let every power within me gather,
To own Thy sway, O Spirit,--rule in me,
That so the peace of God may in me dwell,
And I may sing for joy and praise Thee well.

Grant me Thy Spirit; then my praises
Will sound aright, no jarring tone or word;
Sweet are the songs the heart then raises,
Then I can pray in truth and spirit, Lord;
Thy Spirit bears mine up on eagles' wing,
To join the psalms the heavenly choirs now sing.

For He can plead for me with sighings
That are unutterable to lips like mine;
He bids me pray with earnest cryings,
Bears witness with my soul that I am Thine,
Co-heir with Christ, and thus may dare to say,
O Abba, Father, hear me when I pray.

When thus Thy Spirit in me burneth,
And makes this cry to break from out my heart,
Thy heart, O Father, toward me yearneth,
And longs all precious blessings to impart,
Thy ready love rejoiceth to fulfil
The prayer breathed out according to Thy will.

And what Thy Spirit thus hath taught me
To seek from Thee, must needs be such a prayer
As Thou wilt grant, through Him who bought me,
And raised me up to be Thy child and heir;
In Jesu's name fearless I seek Thy face,
And take from Thee, my Father, grace for grace.

O joy! our hope and trust are founded
On His sure Word, and witness in the heart;
I know Thy mercies are unbounded,
And all good gifts Thou freely wilt impart,
Nay, more is lavish'd by Thy bounteous hand,
Than we can ask or seek or understand.

O joy! In His name we draw near Thee,
Who ever pleadeth for the sons of men;
I ask in faith and Thou wilt hear me,
In Him Thy promises are all Amen.
O joy for me! and praise be ever Thine,
Whose wondrous love has made such blessings mine!