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"After this manner
shall ye pray," -
Said He by whom we come to God;
Divinely sweet and perfect way,
By suppliant men for ages trod:
From humble lips with unfeigned sense,
When its inspired petitions rise,
Through the dear Master's influence,
They reach Our Father
in the skies. |
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Pure homage at His unseen Throne,
We render in its words divine;
His perfect Law and Will we own,
And to their sway our hearts incline;
Our trust in His great love we
place,
For daily bread, and supplicate
For pardon of our sins His grace,
As others our forgiveness wait. |
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Against the Tempter's charms
we plead,
And every evil thought and thing;
So, in our prayer a perfect creed
Of faith and life and love we bring
To Him whose Sceptre is Eterne;
Whose Power shall ever be as when
He made the countless stars to
burn,
And whose all Glory is - Amen! |
