For the tempted
Lord
we pray;
For the souls that go astray;
Weak and weary
tempest tossed
Stars all hid
and compass lost;
Sailors on the dangerous seas—
God of love
we pray for these.
For the tempted
Lord
we pray;
Thou didst make them
Thine are they;
When alluring forms are nigh
When a thousand voices cry
Loud and clear above them all
Let them hear Thy tender call.
For the tempted
Lord
we pray;
For the souls that go astray
Beaten back by storm and sleet
Scorned by all they chance to meet;
On them let Thy mercy shine
Still remember they are Thine.
For the tempted
Lord
we pray;
Dust and ashes—such are they?
Hear them while they make their moan
Thou canst save and Thou alone;
See
their feet are on the sands;
Christ of Calvary
hold their hands.