O Help Us Lord, Each Hour of Need

O help us

Lord

each hour of need

Thy heav­en­ly suc­cor give;

Help us in thought

and word

and deed

Each hour on earth we live.

O help us

when our spir­its bleed

With con­trite ang­uish sore

And when our hearts are cold and dead

O help us

Lord

the more.

O help us

through the pray­er of faith

More firm­ly to be­lieve;

For still the more the serv­ant hath

The more shall he re­ceive.

If strang­ers to Thy fold we call

Imploring at Thy feet

The crumbs that from Thy ta­ble fall

’Tis all we dare en­treat.

But be it

Lord of mer­cy

all

So Thou wilt grant but this:

The crumbs that from Thy ta­ble fall

Are light

and life

and bliss.

O help us

Je­sus! from on high

We know no help but Thee;

Oh! help us to so to live and die

As Thine in Heav’n to be.