LORD and Saviour, help Thy servant
In his prayer and praise to Thee;
Make his icy heart more fervent
Than it oft is wont to be.
May it melt, O Lord, before Thee,
When Thy faithful path I trace;
May a thrilling joy come o’er me,
At Thy mercy, love, and grace.
By Thy Spirit raise emotion
In this dull, cold heart of mine;
At Thy zeal and strong devotion,
All to make poor sinners Thine.
May Thy meekness, grief, and sadness
Bring me to a sense of shame;
May my bosom beat with gladness,
When I praise Thy precious Name. T.