Pleading with Submission

Verse 1

O thou whose grace and justice reign Enthroned above the skies, To thee our hearts would tell their pain, To thee we lift our eyes.

Verse 2

As servants watch their master's hand, And fear the angry stroke; Or maids before their mistress stand, And wait a peaceful look;

Verse 3

So for our sins we justly feel Thy discipline, O God; Yet wait the gracious moment still, Till thou remove thy rod.

Verse 4

Those that in wealth and pleasure live, Our daily groans deride, And thy delays of mercy give Fresh courage to their pride.

Verse 5

Our foes insult us, but our hope In thy compassion lies; This thought shall bear our spirits up, That God will not despise.