The smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel’s hand. Revelation 8:4
Now may fervent prayer arise
Winged with faith, and pierce the skies;
Fervent prayer shall bring us down
Gracious answers from the throne.
Bless, O Lord, the opening year
To each soul assembled here;
Clothe Thy Word with power divine,
Make us willing to be Thine.
Shepherd of Thy blood bought sheep!
Teach the stony heart to weep;
Let the blind have eyes to see,
See themselves, and look on Thee!
Let the minds of all our youth
Feel the force of sacred truth;
While the Gospel call they hear
May they learn to love and fear!
Show them what their ways have been,
Show them the desert of sin;
Then Thy dying love reveal,
This shall melt a heart of steel.
Where thou hast Thy work begun,
Give new strength the race to run;
Scatter darkness, doubts and fears,
Wipe away the mourners’ tears.
Bless us all, both old and young;
Call forth praise from every tongue;
Let the whole assembly prove
All Thy power, and all Thy love!