O Thou that hear­est pray­er,
Now from Thy throne
Bow down Thine ear to us,
We are Thine own;
While in Thy name we plead
Grace for this hour of need,
O Spir­it, in­ter­cede;
Help, Lord, Thine own.

More of Thy right­eous will
Grant we may know;
More of Thy pre­cious love,
Lord, may we show;
Lift up the faint­ing heart,
Strength to the weak im­part;
Thou our de­liv­er­er art;
Help, Lord, Thine own.

Star of the ris­ing morn,
Shine on our way;
Source of eter­nal truth,
Teach us to pray;
Still may our souls abide
Close to Thy bleed­ing side;
O Spir­it, be our guide;
Help, Lord, Thine own.