Psalms 20:9

• [Psa 20:9] Father, Hear Thy Children’s Call

  Father, hear Thy children’s call; Humbly at Thy feet we fall, Prodigals, confessing all: We beseech Thee, hear us. Christ, beneath Thy cross we blame All our life of sin and shame, Penitent, we breathe Thy Name: We beseech Thee, hear us. Holy Spirit, grieved and tried, Oft forgotten and defied, Now we mourn our stubborn pride: We beseech Thee, hear us. Love that caused us first to be, Love that bled upon the tree, Love that draws us lovingly: We beseech Thee, hear us. We Thy call have disobeyed, Into paths of sin have strayed, And repentance have delayed: We beseech Thee, hear us. Sick, we come to Thee for cure, Guilty, seek Thy mercy sure, Evil, long to be made pure: We beseech Thee, hear us. Blind, we pray that we may see, Bound, we pray to be made free, Stained, we pray for sanctity: We beseech Thee, hear us. Thou Who hear’st each contrite sigh, Bidding sinful souls draw nigh, Willing not that one should die, We beseech Thee, hear us. By the love that bids Thee spare, By the Heav’n Thou dost prepare, By Thy promises to prayer, We beseech Thee, hear us.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Psa 20:9] God The Father, God The Son

  God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, Three in One, Hear us from Thy heavenly throne, Spare us, Holy Trinity. Jesu, Life of those who die, Advocate with God on high, Hope of immortality, Hear us, holy Jesu. Thou Whose death to mortals gave Power to triumph o’er the grave, Living now from death to save, Hear us, holy Jesu. Thou before Whose great white throne All our doings must be shown, Pleading now for us Thine own, Hear us, holy Jesu. Thou Whose death was borne that we, From the power of Satan free, Might not die eternally, Hear us, holy Jesu. Thou Who dost a place prepare, That in heavenly mansions fair Sinners may Thy glory share Hear us, holy Jesu. We are dying day by day, Soon from earth we pass away; Lord of Life, to Thee we pray: Hear us, holy Jesu. Ere we hear the angel’s call, And the shadows round us fall, Be our Savior, be our all; Hear us, holy Jesu. Wean our hearts from things below, Make us all Thy love to know, Guard from our ghostly foe: Hear us, holy Jesu. Shelter us with angel’s wing, To our souls Thy pardon bring; So shall death have lost its sting: Hear us, holy Jesu. In the gloom Thy light provide; Safely through the valley guide; Thee we trust, for Thou hast died; Hear us, holy Jesu. When Thy summons we obey On the dreadful Judgment Day, Let not fear our souls dismay: Hear us, holy Jesu. While the lost in terror fly, May we see with joyful eye Our redemption drawing nigh: Hear us, holy Jesu. May we see Thee on Thy throne As the Savior we have known, And have followed as our own: Hear us, holy Jesu. May we then, among the blest Who Thy Name on earth confessed, Hear Thee calling us to rest, Hear us, holy Jesu. From the awful place of doom, Where in rayless outer gloom Dead souls lie as in a tomb, Save us, holy Jesu. From the black, the dull despair Ruined men and angels share, From the dread companions there, Save us, holy Jesu. From the unknown agonies Of the soul that helpless lies, From the worm that never dies, Save us, holy Jesu. From the lusts that none can tame, From the fierce mysterious flame, From the everlasting shame, Save us, holy Jesu. Where Thy saints in glory reign, Free from sorrow, free from pain, Pure from every guilty stain, Bring us, holy Jesu. Where the captives find release, Where all foes from troubling cease, Where the weary rest in peace, Bring us, holy Jesu. Where the pleasures never cloy, Where in angels’ holy joy Thy redeemed their powers employ, Bring us, holy Jesu. Where in wondrous light are shown All Thy dealings with Thine own, Who shall know as they are known, Bring us, holy Jesu. Where, with loved ones gone before, We may love Thee and adore In Thy presence evermore, Bring us, holy Jesu.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Psalms 89:26

• [Psa 89:26] My God, My Father, Blissful Name!

  My God, my Father, blissful Name! O may I call Thee mine? May I, with sweet assurance, claim A portion so divine? This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly: What harm can ever reach my soul, Beneath my Father’s eye? Whate’er Thy providence denies, I calmly would resign; For Thou art just, and good, and wise; O bend my will to Thine. Whate’er Thy sacred will ordains, O give me strength to bear; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust His tender care. If pain and sickness rend this frame, And life almost depart, Is not Thy mercy still the same, To cheer my drooping heart? My God, my Father! be Thy Name My solace and my stay; O wilt Thou seal my humble claim, And drive my fears away?

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  source: Cyberhymnal