O Lord, by Thy Supporting Hand

O Lord

by Thy sup­port­ing hand

We en­ter on ano­ther year;

And now we meet at Thy com­mand

To seek Thy gra­cious pre­sence here.

Have mer­cy on our nu­mer­ous youth

Who

young in years

are old in sin;

And by Thy spir­it and Thy truth

Show them the state their souls are in.

Then

by a Sav­ior’s dy­ing love

To ev­ery wound­ed heart re­vealed

Temptations

fears

and guilt re­move

And be their sun

and strength

and shield.

To mourn­ers speak a cheer­ing word

On seek­ing souls vouch­safe to shine;

Let poor back­slid­ers be re­stored

And all Thy saints in prais­es join.

O hear our pray­er and give us hope

That when Thy voice shall call us home

Thou still wilt raise a peo­ple up

To love and praise

no more to roam.