Father, Hear Thy Children’s Call

Father

hear Thy child­ren’s call;

Humbly at Thy feet we fall

Prodigals

con­fess­ing all:

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

Christ

be­neath Thy cross we blame

All our life of sin and shame

Penitent

we breathe Thy name:

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

Holy Spir­it

grieved and tried

Oft for­got­ten and de­fied

Now we mourn our stub­born pride:

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

Love that caused us first to be

Love that bled upon the tree

Love that draws us lov­ing­ly:

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

We Thy call have dis­obeyed

Into paths of sin have strayed

And re­pent­ance have de­layed:

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

Sick

we come to Thee for cure

Guilty

seek Thy mer­cy sure

Evil

long to be made pure:

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

Blind

we pray that we may see

Bound

we pray to be made free

Stained

we pray for sanc­ti­ty:

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

Thou who hear’st each con­trite sigh

Bidding sin­ful souls draw nigh

Willing not that one should die

We be­seech Thee

hear us.

By the love that bids Thee spare

By the Heav’n Thou dost pre­pare

By Thy pro­mis­es to pray­er

We be­seech Thee

hear us.