We have not ...

Here is another hymn we sang at L'Abri that I recorded in my journal. I have noted that it was written by John Bacchus Dykes but I think he must have written the tune as it seems Thomas Pollock wrote the lyrics. This one makes a good confessional sort of prayer.

We have not known thee as we ought,

Nor learned thy wisdom, grace and pow'r;

The things of earth have filled our thought,

And trifles of the passing hour.

Lord, give us light thy truth to see,

And make us wise in knowing thee.

We have not feared thee as we ought,

Nor bowed beneath thine awful eye,

Nor guarded deed, and word, and thought,

Remembering that God was nigh.

Lord, give us faith to know thee near,

And grant the grace of holy fear.

We have not loved thee as we ought,

Nor cared that we are loved by thee;

Thy presence we have coldly sought,

And feebly longed thy face to see.

Lord, give a pure and loving heart

To feel and own the love thou art.

We have not served thee as we ought;

Alas! the duties left undone,

The work with little fervor wrought,

The battles lost, or scarcely won!

Lord, give the zeal, and give the might,

For thee to toil, for thee to fight.

(I don't have this fifth verse in my journal, and maybe there's a reason for that, because it sort of falls over at this point in my opinion, but here it is.)

When shall we know thee as we ought,

And fear, and love, and serve aright!

When shall we, out of trial brought,

Be perfect in the land of light!

Lord, may we day by day prepare

To see thy face, and serve thee there.