O God! Before your face we search
for proper words and lovely lines,
To bless our Lord and the only church
And all your mercy’s grand designs.
Our minds are small to well extol
Your plan before the world began,
To make from dust a living soul,
To love and bless intelligent man.
But in the Book are words possessed,
From glory to glory, to loudly praise:
In Christ we know your purpose best,
We love your grace in all its ways.
Grace is such an easy word to say,
And with it, love and peace and joy and faith.
Such grand expressions! Cosmic truths that sway
The open mind! In them I’d daily bathe.
Lead me in the practice of the truth,
Your tender mercy ever my guiding light,
The blessed News of Christ my narrow path,
Where words have meaning, and faith becomes our sight.
What power your word contains,
And ours in prayer!
No greater work than this,
That supplicants dare.
No stronger love to show
Than save a soul —
Our thanks, O God, to play
This vital role.
Let joy be multiplied,
Removed our shame —
In us be glorified
The blessed Name.
O God of truth — speak in our ears —
let us hear with sharpest hearing,
hanging on your every word.
O God of words — speak and create
in us a new creation — Being —
transformation of heart and soul.
O God of life — speak softly of love —
bring healing touch and caring hand,
that we might never leave your presence.
Lord, make my spoken words be few —
and wholesome! By them change and save
one life — or many — of pagan or Jew,
of worldly or pious, of noble or knave.
Lord, make me bite my tongue when the mind
would spew out garbage thoughtlessly —
and loosen it freely when I find
an act to praise — or on my knee.
Lord, make me a child whose words and actions
agree — who follows what he speaks —
who’s guided by love, not heated passions —
who’s strong in faith, but in wrath is weak.
Lord, make your Name my lips’ best praise —
your glory my charm and disposition —
your mercy and grace my constant phrase —
your love my joyous, eternal mission.
Heavenly Father, words fail to express
The deepest gratitude, the sharpest need,
But still we know how much you bless,
How deeply you love, how wisely you lead.