p. 10 | Supplication by Cora Bigelow

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D.C. · Apr 6, 1905

Supplication

By Cora Bigelow

CORA BIGELOW

Dear Lord, we lift our voice on high; Hear, Father, hear our pleading cry; And as to thee our prayers ascend, May faith with each petition blend;

Faith that to us thy mercies sweet, On wings of love our trust will meet; That heavenly messengers of love, To us the present help will prove;

For present helper thou wilt be. All needful aid thou'st promised me, More ready thy dear aid to lend, Than could be hoped from earthly friend.

O Friend of sinner, Friend of saint, Each can thee with his griefs acquaint; For thou wilt ever have a care O'er those who seek thine aid in prayer.

Prayer binds in mystic tie to thee Our hearts from worldly thoughts set free, And as the heavenly joys we taste, We long for more of thy sweet grace,—

Grace such as thou alone canst give, Of priceless worth, this gift we crave. That blessed peace we here shall know, As humbly at thy feet we bow.

So, Lord, our hearts to thee we raise In earnest prayer, in grateful praise, Rejoicing that our heavenly King Accepts the tributes which we bring.

Indianapolis, Ind.