Shall Our Eyes Be Dry by Henry
Law Father of heaven, God of all grace and love, Help us now
to lie low in supplicating cries. We come humbly because we come
as wretched sinners in ourselves. We come boldly because we come
in the mighty name of Jesus. Strengthen our faith that we
may refuse to let you go until you bless us with all blessings. We are pained by our graceless
hearts. We bewail our prayerless prayers. We know that whatever we ask
in prayer believing we shall receive It is because of our
vile sin that we are so poor in grace. We are sluggards in
the heavenly race. We are grovelers in the mire
when we should be soaring to the heights of heaven on the
eagle wings of faith. What great things have we lost
because we have not drawn near to take them Pardon the deadness
of our poor hearts. On the knees of our hearts may
we be incessant in telling you our sincere needs and our desires. Grant that our life may be one
sweet savour of devotion. Did your dear son weep when he
saw Jerusalem in the gall of bitterness and unbelief? And
shall our eyes be dry when we contemplate the perishing multitudes
of this sin-sick world? Our spirits should be stirred
within us. when we reflect that the devil
reigns as a tyrant over his enslaved dupes. What present misery! What future anguish! What desolation
now! What weeping and wailing and
gnashing of teeth for ever! take our humble prayers and present
them with acceptance, O Lord Jesus Christ, our Saviour and
our All. Amen.