Lord, thine heart in love hath yearned

Verse 1

Lord, thine heart in love hath yearned on thy lost and fallen land; Israel's race is homeward turned, thou hast freed thy captive band.

Verse 2

thou hast borne thy people's sin, covered all their deeds of ill; all thy wrath is gathered in, and thy burning anger still.

Verse 3

Turn us, stay us, now once more, God of all our health and peace; let thy cloud of wrath fleet o'er, from thine own thy fury cease.

Verse 4

Wilt thou ne'er the storm assuage on the realm of thy desire, lengthening out from age to age thy consuming jealous ire?

Verse 5

Wilt thou not in mercy turn? Turn, and be our life again, that thy people's heart may burn with the gladness of thy reign.

Verse 6

Show us now thy tender love; thy salvation, Lord, impart; I the voice divine would prove, listening in my silent heart:

Verse 7

Listening what the Lord will say — 'Peace' to all that own his will: to his saints that love his way, 'Peace', and 'turn no more to ill'.

Verse 8

Ye that fear him, night at hand now his saving health ye find, that the glory in our land, as of old, may dwell enshrined.

Verse 9

Mercy now and justice meet, peace and truth for aye embrace; truth from earth is springing sweet, justice looks from her high place.

Verse 10

Nor will God his goodness stay, nor our land her bounteous store: marking out her Maker's way, Righteousness shall go before.