We Look to Thee by L. E. Millne

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 10, 1866

We Look to Thee.

By L. E. Millne

OUR Father who in Heaven art, Oh, hear our cries to-day; Thy servants, Lord, are chastened sore, Oh, heal them now, we pray.

A great Physician, Lord, thou art, Thy wonders who can show? To thee in our distress we come, Thy healing power bestow.

Remember, Lord, thy suffering cause, And set thy servants free; The harvest, now already white, Look down, O Lord, and see.

The lab'rers, where, oh where are they? To reap the harvest wide, To gather in the ripened grain, Though angry foes deride.

Jesus, on thee our souls rely, Thou wilt thine aid impart; Rich blessings on thy flock descend, And joy fill every heart.

Dear Lord, in thee we'll ever trust, And lean on thy strong arm; Thy little flock all safe thou'lt lead, Mid Satan's wild alarm.

Then when the conflict sore is passed, And we all gathered home, We'll sing thy praise in raptures loud, Around thy dazzling throne. L. E. MILLNE.