Scripture Verse

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


John Newton

Words: John New­ton, Ol­ney Hymns (Lon­don: W. Ol­iv­er, 1779), Book 2, num­ber 9.

Music: Al­ces­ter Sam­uel S. Wes­ley, in A Se­lec­tion of Psalms and Hymns, by Charles Kem­ble (Lon­don: John F. Shaw, 1864), num­ber 35 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Samuel S. Wesley


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!