Verse 1
God of all-sufficient grace,
Hear an anxious Parent’s cry,
While my Intercessor prays,
While I on his prayer rely,
Deeply in his Spirit groan,
Hear, and save my Son, my Son!
Verse 2
Whom incarnate fiends intice,
Whom ten thousand baits allure,
Save him from the snares of vice,
From the world’s pollution pure,
Pure from every great offence
Keep his thoughtless innocence.
Verse 3
From, or in the evils here,
Father, Thou canst save thine own,
Hold him back by legal fear,
Till Thou make thy goodness known,
All his unbelief remove,
Manifest thy pardning love.
Verse 4
Then redeem’d from all below,
Conqueror of the world and sin,
Let him after Jesus go,
Wise immortal souls to win,
Gain his calling’s heavenly prize,
Find his Saviour in the skies.