III.
[All-conquering Lord, Whom sinners adore]
All-conquering Lord, Whom sinners adore,
Remember Thy word, And stir up Thy power,
Drive Satan before Thee, His advocates chase;
Or let them adore Thee, And yield to Thy grace.
O pity, and spare, And save them from death,
Pluck'd out of his snare, Snatch'd out of his teeth;
Almighty Redeemer, To whom all things bow,
Cast down the blasphemer, And rescue them now.
O why should he take Thy purchase away?
Thy fury awake, And fly on the prey;
Thy purchase recover, That Satan may feel
Thy kingdom is over Earth, heaven, and hell.
O answer the prayer Of prevalent faith,
In mercy forbear These children of wrath,
And give them repentance, Let mercy take place,
Reverse the sad sentence, And save them by grace.
