Praying for a Blessing

Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes (Rev. 1:14)
Our inmost thoughts perceive,
Accept the evening sacrifice (Ps. 141:2)
Which now to thee we give.

We bow before thy gracious throne
And think ourselves sincere;
But show us, Lord, is every one
Thy real worshipper?

Is here a soul that knows thee not,
Nor feels his want of thee?
A stranger to the blood which bought
His pardon on the tree?

Convince him now of unbelief, (John 16:9)
His desperate state explain,
And fill his heart with sacred grief,
And penitential pain.

Speak with that voice which wakes the dead (Eph. 5:14)
And bid the sleeper rise;
And bid his guilty conscience dread
The death that never dies.

Extort the cry, What must be done (Acts 16:30)
To save a wretch like me?
How shall a trembling sinner shun
That endless misery?

I must this instant now begin
Out of my sleep to wake,
And turn to God, and every sin
Continually forsake.

I must for faith incessant cry,
And wrestle, Lord, with thee;
I must be born again, or die (John 3:7)
To all eternity.