John Newton 8,8,8,8 Casting the gospel net. When Peter through the tedious night Had often cast his net in vain; Soon as his LORD appeared in sight He gladly let it down again. Once more the gospel net we cast, Do thou, O LORD, the effort own; We learn from disappointments past, To rest our hope on thee alone. Upheld by thy supporting hand, We enter on another year; And now we meet, at thy command, To seek thy gracious presence here. May this be a much favored hour, To souls in Satan's bondage led! O clothe thy word with sovereign pow'r To break the rocks, and raise the dead! Have mercy on our num'rous youth, Who young in years, are old in sin; And by thy Spirit, and thy truth, Show them the state their souls are in. Then, by a Savior's dying love To every wounded heart revealed, Temptations, fears, and guilt remove, And be their Sun, and Strength, and Shield. To mourners speak a cheering word, On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine; Let poor backsliders be restored, And all thy saints in praises join. O hear our prayer and give us hope, That when thy voice shall call us home, Thou still wilt raise a people up, To love and praise thee in our room. |