Hymn Sung in His Family, September 4Th, 1749

God of faithful Abraham, hear
His feeble son and Thine,
In Thy glorious power appear.
And bless my just design:
Lo! I come to serve Thy will.
All Thy blessed will to prove;
Fired with patriarchal zeal.
And pure primeval love.

Me and mine I fain would give
A sacrifice to Thee,
By the ancient model live,
The true simplicity;
Walk as in my Maker's sight,
Free from worldly guile and care.
Praise my innocent delight.
And all my business prayer.

Whom to me Thy goodness lends
Till life's last gasp is o'er,
Servants, relatives, and friends,
I promise to restore;
All shall on Thy side appear,
All shall in Thy service join,
Principled with godly fear,
And worshippers Divine.

Them, as much as lies in me,
I will through grace persuade,
Seize, and turn their souls to Thee
For whom their souls were made;
Bring them to the' atoning blood,
(Blood that speaks a world forgiven,)
Make them serious, wise, and good.
And train them up for heaven.