The first Sunday after Trinity.
O God, the strength of every heart
whose trust is fixed on Thee:
Thy Spirit to our prayers impart;
let them accepted be.
Our mortal nature is so weak;
without Thee we are nought;
the help of Thy sure grace we seek
to guide our every thought.
So walking through this tearful vale
leaning upon Thy staff,
trusting the help that cannot fail,
we living waters quaff.
May we walk ever close to Thee,
supported by Thy hand,
so our endeavor still shall be
to keep Thy good command:
To please Thee, both in will and deed;
O God, Thy help afford!
and with Thy grace our spirits feed,
through Jesus Christ, our Lord.
|Text||attr. Eliza Humphreys|
melody The CL Psalmes of David, 1615;
harm. Thomas Ravenscroft (1592-1635?)
O God, the strength of all them that put their trust in thee, mercifully accept our prayers; and because through the weakness of our mortal nature we can do no good thing without thee, grant us the help of thy grace, that in keeping of thy commandments we may please thee, both in will and deed; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.