Brethren, We Have Met to Worship

Brethren

we have met to wor­ship

And adore the Lord our God;

Will you pray with all your pow­er

While we meet to preach His Word?

All is vain un­less the Spir­it

Of the Ho­ly One comes down;

Brethren

pray

and ho­ly man­na

Will be show­ered all around.

Brethren

see poor sin­ners round you

Slumbering on the brink of woe;

Death is com­ing

hell is mov­ing;

Can you bear to let them go?

See our fa­thers and our mo­thers

And our child­ren sink­ing down;

Brethren

pray and ho­ly man­na

Will be show­ered all around.

Brethren

there are poor back­slid­ers

Who were once near Heav­en’s door;

But they have be­trayed the Sav­ior

And are worse than e’en be­fore.

Yet the Sav­ior offers par­don

If they will la­ment their wound;

Brethren

pray

and ho­ly man­na

Will be show­ered all around.

Let us love our God su­preme­ly;

Let us love each oth­er

too;

Let us love and pray for sin­ners

Till our God makes all things new.

Then He’ll call us home to Heav­en;

At His ta­ble we’ll sit down;

Christ will gird Him­self and serve us

With sweet man­na all around.