Lord, When We Bend Before Thy Throne


Lord, when we bend before Thy
throne,
And our confessions pour,
Teach us to feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.Our
broken spirits, pitying see;
True penitence impart;
And let a kindling glance from Thee
Beam hope upon the heart.When our responsive tongues
essay
Their grateful hymns to raise,
Grant that our souls may join the
lay
And mount to Thee in praise.When we disclose our wants in
prayer,
May we our wills resign;
And not a thought our bosoms share
That is not wholly Thine.Let faith each weak petition
fill
And waft it to the skies,
And teach our hearts ’tis goodness
still
That grants it, or denies.