Scripture Verse

The ministers of Christ. 1 Corinthians 4:1


Words: Ben­ja­min Bed­dome, 1787.

Music: Ware­ham Will­iam Knapp, 1738 (🔊 pdf nwc).

William Knapp


Father of mercies, bow Thine ear,
Attentive to our earnest prayer:
We plead for those who plead for Thee;
Successful pleaders may they be!

How great their work, how vast their charge,
Do Thou their anxious souls enlarge:
Their best acquirements are our gain;
We share the blessings they obtain.

Clothe Thou with energy divine
Their words, and let their words be Thine;
To them Thy sacred truth reveal,
Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal.

Teach them to sow the precious seed;
Teach them Thy chosen flock to feed;
Teach them immortal souls to gain,
Nor let them labor, Lord, in vain.

Let thronging multitudes around
Hear from their lips the joyful sound;
In humble strains Thy grace implore,
And feel Thy new-creating power.

Let sinners break their massy chains,
Distressèd souls forget their pains;
Let light thro’ distant realms be spread,
Till Zion rears her drooping head.