O Lord I Pray To You
O Lord I Pray To You
O Lord hasten the hour! Send down from Heaven,
Send the Spirit of Power, Of Health, of Love,
Of Filial Fear, Of Knowledge of Grace,
Of Wisdom of prayer, Of of praise;
The Spirit of Faith, Of Faith in of Your Blood,
Which saves us from evil , brings us to You,
Removes the huge mountain Of dwelling sin,
You open the fountain That washes us clean.
Come, Children, to our gospel feast,
Let every child of God be Jesus's guest;
There should not be even one left behind,
As God has bidden all His children come..
Sent by the Lord, on you He calls,
As this invitation is to ALL His children:
Come, all the world; come all children,
All things in Christ are ready now.
Come, all children, who are oppressed,
All the restless wanderers come to Christ,
The Poor, the Maimed, Halt, and Blind,
In Christ a hearty welcome you will find.
Come, and join the gospels and the Feast;
Be saved from sin; in Jesus you shall rest;
Oh come bask in the goodness of your God,
Shear in the communion of our Lord Jesus!
You vagrant children, on you He calls;
(Oh that His voice could reach you all!)
Yes children may all now be justified,
His children live, as Christ died for us all.
The message is from God to His children,
You all should come to Christ, and live;
Oh let His love in your hearts for ever,
As LIFE in Live In Faith Ever in Christ!
Rev. Samuel Mack, OMS, DD
Copyright 2014
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