Hear Me, O God! When Near Thy Throne

Hear me

O God! when near Thy throne

My ear­nest cries as­cend;

I plead Thy right­eous­ness alone

And on Thy grace de­pend.

Oft has that grace en­larged my heart

Distressed by anx­ious care;

Again Thy mer­cy

Lord

im­part

Again re­gard my pray­er.

When shades of night around me spread

I’ll all my ways re­hearse

In si­lent wit­ness on my bed

And with my heart con­verse.

While ma­ny

wrapped in na­ture’s night

For world­ly good in­quire

O lift on me Thy sav­ing light!

’Tis all that I de­sire.

I then in peace my eyes will close

And take my need­ful rest:

Nor fear

nor dan­ger in­ter­pose

Of Thy de­fense pos­sessed.