A prayer for the Christian.

AS pilgrims in this vale of tears We sigh to reach our heav'nly home: That we, released from all our fears, May tune our harps and cease to roam.

O God, protect us by thy power, And keep us safe within thy fold; That we in each unguarded hour, May never lose on thee our hold. Oh, wipe the tears from sorrow's eye, And let us all rejoice in thee; Give joy for every rising sigh, Make us from every fetter free.

Help us to view our dying Lord. And gaze upon his bleeding side; That we may, faithful to his word, Eternally in him abide.

Then when we quit this mortal frame, Oh, may we soar away to thee; Raise hallelujah's to thy name, And our divine Redeemer see.