A Prayer for Quickening Grace

Verse 1

My soul lies cleaving to the dust; Lord, give me life divine; From vain desires and every lust, Turn off these eyes of mine.

Verse 2

I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in my way, Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray.

Verse 3

When sore afflictions press me down, I need thy quickening powers; Thy word that I have rested on, Shall help my heaviest hours.

Verse 4

Are not thy mercies sovereign still, And thou a faithful God? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heavenly road?

Verse 5

Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face? And yet how slow my spirits move Without enlivening grace!

Verse 6

Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne’er forget thy word, When I have felt its quickening power, To draw me near the Lord.