'Long plunged in sorrow, I resign
My soul to that dear hand of thine,
Without reserve or fear;
That hand shall wipe my streaming eyes;
Or into smiles of glad surprise
Transform the falling tear.
My sole possession is thy love;
In earth beneath, or heaven above,
I have no other store;
And, though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune thee night and day,
I ask thee nothing more.
My rapid hours pursue the course
Prescribed them by love's sweetest force,
And I thy sovereign will,
Without a wish to escape my doom;
Though still a sufferer from the womb,
And doomed to suffer still.
By thy command, where'er I stray,
Sorrow attends me all my way,
A never–failing friend;
And, if my sufferings may augment
Thy praise, behold me well content—
Let sorrow still attend!'
We Glorify, Honor, and Worship of King of kings.
Your Sovereign Majesty, we Lift High Your Wondeful Name!
Your Splendor, Your Holiness, Your Righteousness;
O God, Your Attributes Leave us in Awe.
Thank You for Giving Yourself in our Place,
And Making for us a Place in Heaven.
In the Name of Jesus Christ,
We Adore You, our Father, amen.
O Lord,
Forgive us our determination
to make our wants,
our needs,
our longs
to be the word that you ask of us
instead of listening to the word
you speak into our hearts,
how to live as children of your light,
children who forgive,
who love,
who stand as your peacemakers.
Forgive us, Lord,
of all the times
we have used you, like a club,
to beat our enemies,
to force our way,
to wallow in self-righteousness
that is not built on your righteousness,
but our need to control.
Touch our hearts, O Lord,
help us see,
help us know,
help us walk as children of Your mercy,
this day, and always,
Amen