Scripture Verse

The smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God. Revelation 8:4

Introduction

Words: Charles Wes­ley, Hymns and Sac­red Po­ems 1749.

Music: Eff­ing­ham, in The Sac­red Harp or Ec­lec­tic Har­mo­ny, ed­it­ed by Lo­well Ma­son & Ti­mo­thy B. Ma­son (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: Tru­man & Smith, 1859) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Charles Wesley
(1707–1788)

Lyrics

O Thou, our Savior, brother, friend,
Behold a cloud of incense rise;
The prayers of saints to Heaven ascend,
Grateful, accepted sacrifice.

Regard our prayers for Zion’s peace;
Shed in our hearts Thy love abroad;
Thy gifts abundantly increase;
Enlarge, and fill us all with God.

Before Thy sheep, great Shepherd, go,
And guide into Thy perfect will;
Cause us Thy hallowed name to know,
The work of faith in us fulfill.

Help us to make our calling sure;
O let us all be saints indeed,
And pure, as Thou Thyself art pure,
Conformed in all things to our head.

Take the dear purchase of Thy blood:
Thy blood shall wash us white as snow;
Present us sanctified to God,
And perfected in love below.