Religion

Choral Litany

by John S. B. Monsell 1811–1875

From Hymns of Love and Praise (1866)

Religion

Maker of all things that be!
Saviour of all souls that flee.
By the Spirit led, to Thee!
Help us when our need is most,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

Giver of all perfect good!
Shedder of Thy precious blood,
Souls to sanctify to God;
Bless us when our need is most,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

Thou that dost in mercy spare.
Thou that dost our sorrows share.
Pleader, Answerer of Prayer;
Hear us when our need is most,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

Three in One! mysterious Lord!
Blessed and Eternal Word!
Holy Comforter! Adored!
Save us when our need is most.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

When our feet from Thee have stray'd,
And our trembling hearts, afraid
Of Thy wrath, that love forget.
Which has never fail'd us yet; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When forgetfulness of Thee
Is our saddest memory.
And remembrance of Thy care
Almost moves us to despair; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When our souls, by sin opprest,
Dread Thine arm, yet seek Thy breast.
Dare not go, yet fear to stay.
May not rest, yet cannot pray; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When the longings of our need
Unto Thy perfection lead.
Yet our poor imperfect ways
Hindrance bring, and sore delays; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When the consciousness of sin
Troubles all the heart within.
Yet the soul, in its distress.
Fainting, pleads Thy righteousness; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When distraction, fear, and doubt,
Come from all the world without,
Spoiling, what we would secure,
Life within serene and pure; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When our wills too slowly move,
And our hearts too coldly love.
And our souls, afflicted sore.
Long to love and serve Thee more; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When too fer from Thee aloof,
Thy one look of mild reproof
Breaks us down in the distress
Of deserved bitterness; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When through life's long journey we.
Fainting, fain would feed on Thee,
Yet with trembling, lest we should.
Faithless, lose the heav'nly food; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When the day is all too bright,
And too much we walk by sight.
And the heart, too full and proud.
Wants the shadow of the cloud; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

When the night of grief and care
Darkens down into despair,
And our wilder'd souls require
Guidance from the Heav'nly fire; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us,
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

In all time of our distress.
In all wealth and happiness.
In the hour when we shall die.
And throughout eternity; —
Draw us near Thee, draw Thou near us.
Lord, we do beseech Thee, hear us!

Son of God! to Thee we cry.
Help with Thy Divinity!
Comfort, as none other can.
With Thy oneness. Son of Man!

Thou that takest sin away,
Lamb of God! to Thee we pray;
Thou that makest sorrow cease,
Lamb of God! grant us Thy peace.

Father! hear us,
Christ! endear us
To that tender Father's heart:
Holy Spirit!
Ever near us.
Make us holy as Thou art.

All our wills, and works, and ways,
Nearer to perfection raise.
Imperfections in our love
Further from Thy sight remove.

Daily let each frailty be
Dead and buried. Lord, in Thee,
Daily let Thine image rise
Out of our infirmities.

Until all in Thee complete
Render to Thee service meet.
And Thy Holy Name adore.
Love and praise for evermore.

Amen.

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Text: Hear the voice of my humble petitions when I cry unto Thee : when I hold up my hands towards the mercy-seat of Thy holy Temple. — Ps. xxviii. 2.

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Monsell, John S. B. “Choral Litany.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/monsell/193/.

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