By A Collection of Hymns

      L.M.
      1 AUTHOR of faith, we seek thy face
      For all who feel thy work begun;
      Confirm and strengthen them in grace,
      And bring thy feeblest children on.

      2 Thou seest their wants, thou know'st their names,
      Be mindful of thy youngest care;
      Be tender of thy new-born lambs,
      And gently in thy bosom bear.

      3 The lion roaring for his prey,
      And ravening wolves on every side,
      Watch over them to tear and slay,
      If found one moment from their guide.

      4 Satan his thousand arts essays,
      His agents all their powers employ,
      To blast the blooming work of grace,
      The heavenly offspring to destroy.

      5 Baffle the crooked serpent's skill,
      And turn his sharpest dart aside;
      Hide from their eyes the devilish ill,
      O save them from the demon, pride!

      6 In safety lead thy little flock,
      From hell, the world, and sin secure;
      And set their feet upon the rock,
      And make in thee their goings sure.