By A Collection of Hymns

      6-8s.
      1 FATHER of omnipresent grace!
      We seem agreed to seek thy face;
      But every soul assembled here
      Doth naked in thy sight appear:
      Thou know'st who only bows the knee,
      And who in heart approaches thee.

      2 Thy Spirit hath the difference made
      Betwixt the living and the dead;
      Thou now dost into some inspire
      The pure, benevolent desire:
      O that even now thy powerful call
      May quicken and convert us all!

      3 The sinners suddenly convince,
      O'erwhelmed beneath their load of sins;
      To-day, while it is called to-day,
      Awake, and stir them up to pray,
      Their dire captivity to own,
      And from the iron furnace groan.

      4 Then, then acknowledge, and set free
      The people bought, O Lord, by thee!
      The sheep for whom their Shepherd bled,
      For whom we in thy Spirit plead:
      Let all in thee redemption find,
      And not a soul be left behind.