1 Lord, we plead with thee for pardon;
Who can need it more than we?
Make us as a watered garden!
Fruitful let thy people be;
’Tis thy pleasure
That thy people live to thee.

2 Keep us in a world of sorrow;
When we call, O hear our prayer!
Let us trust thee for the morrow,
Free from boasting, free from care;
When we trust thee,
Truly happy then we are.