O Lord, Thy work revive,
In Zion’s gloomy hour,
And make her dying graces live
By Thy restoring power.
O let Thy chosen few
Awake to earnest prayer;
Their covenant again renew,
And walk in filial fear.
Thy Spirit then will speak
Through lips of humble clay,
Till hearts of adamant shall break,
Till rebels shall obey.
Now lend Thy gracious ear;
Now listen to our cry;
O come and bring salvation near;
Our souls on Thee rely.
