LIGHT IMPLORED by Mrs. A. Goldsborough

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 11, 1894

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 20, No. 31.

LIGHT IMPLORED.

By Mrs. A. Goldsborough

BY MRS. A. GOLDSBOROUGH.

SHRIVE us, our Father, of our sins and our shame; We've all gone astray, brought reproach on thy name. Our nation, Lord, help us, loves bickering and sin; There's strife in our councils, confusion, and din. Thy judgments, O Lord, are abroad in the land, But there's none who learn wisdom, none, understand. Send to our aid in this time, drear and dark, Light from the mercy-seat, light from the ark.

Shrive us, our Father. Satan now, as of old, Enters our homes and scatters our fold; And marriage, so sacred in Eden of yore, Is merchandise now; our afflictions are sore. Give help of thy help; stop our traffic with sin; Send light from above; place thy Presence within.

Shrive us, our Father. Faith groweth weak; We scarcely have strength of thy mercies to speak; Help us to take of the power in thy word And heed every message through Christ we have heard.

May we humble our souls in the dust in thy sight. Send help from thy temple; in thy light give light. O'er the devil and flesh may we conquerors be, In the strength of our Lord be eternally free.

Shrive us, our Father; give us faith to perceive How doubtings and murmurings the Spirit doth grieve. The richest of blessings all heaven could give Was the life of thy Son, and through him we may live. Our Wisdom, Salvation, a Covert and Tower; To trust in thy word is to be saved by thy power. Pardon our sins and bestow us thy grace, The light of thy goodness in Jesus' dear face.