Lord, dependent on Thy promise

Lord, dependent on Thy promise,
Here we lay before Thy throne
This Thy gift, — receive her from us,
Take and seal her for Thine own.

To the gate of Heav'n we've brought her, —
Cleanse her, Lord, from guilt and sin,
And, for His dear sake who sought her,
Take the little stranger in.

Raise her in Thine arms and bless her, —
Own her in Thy Church above,
Before all Thy hosts confess her
As the purchased of Thy love.

Naked — clothe her with Thy merit,
Helpless — Thou her helper be!
Dying — breathe on her Thy Spirit
That her soul may live to Thee.

Grave upon her heart the token
Only traced upon her brow,
And the words by mortal spoken
God immortal! speak them Thou!

Here within Thy sacred dwelling,
There thro' all Thy courts around,
Mortals singing, Angels telling,
She was lost, but she is found.