O wond’rous power of faithful prayer!
What tongue can tell th’ almighty grace?
God’s hands or bound or open are,
As Moses or Elijah prays;
Let Moses in the spirit groan,
And God cries out! “Let me alone!”

“Let me alone, that all my wrath
“May rise the wicked to consume,
“While justice hears thy praying faith,
“It cannot seal the sinners doom;
“My Son is in my servant’s prayer,
“And Jesus forces me to spare.”

O blessed word of Gospel-grace,
Which now we for our Israel plead!
A faithless and backsliding race,
Whom thou hast out of Egypt freed;
O do not then in wrath chastise,
Nor let thy whole displeasure rise!

Father, we ask in Jesus’s name:
In Jesus’s power and spirit pray!
Divert thy vengeful thunder’s aim!
O turn thy threatning wrath away!
Our guilt and punishment remove,
And magnify thy pardoning love!

Father, regard thy pleading Son,
Accept his all availing prayer,
And send a peaceful answer down
In honour of our Spokesman there!
Whose blood proclaims our sins forgiven,
And speaks thy rebels up to heaven.