Great King Of Nations Hear Our Prayer


Great King of nations, hear our prayer,
while at your feet we fall,
and humbly, with united cry,
to you for mercy call.

The guilt is ours, but grace is yours,
O turn us not away;
but hear us from your lofty throne,
and help us when we pray.

Our fathers’ sins were manifold,
and ours no less we own,
yet wondrously from age to age
your goodness has been shown.

When dangers, like a stormy sea,
beset our country round,
to you we looked, to you we cried,
and help in you was found.

With one consent we meekly bow
beneath your chast’ning hand,
and, pouring forth confession meet,
mourn with our mourning land.

With pitying eye behold our need,
as thus we lift our pray’r;
correct us with your judgments, Lord,
then let your mercy spare.