Jehovah, let me now adore Thee,
For where is there a God, such, Lord, as
With songs I fain would come before Thee;
O let Thy Holy Spirit teach me now
To praise Thee in His Name through Whom
Our songs can please Thee, through Thy
O Father, draw me to my
That Thy dear Son may draw me unto Thee;
Thy Spirit guide my whole behavior
And rule both sense and reason thus in me,
That, Lord, Thy peace I taste may ne’er
But wake sweet melodies within my heart.
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 lavished by Thou bounteous
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