Great Jehovah! God of nations!
From Thy tem­ple in the skies
Hear Thy people’s sup­pli­ca­tions,
Now for their de­liv­er­ance rise.

Though our sins, our hearts con­found­ing,
Long and loud up­on Thee call,
Thou hast mer­cy more abound­ing,
Jesus’s blood can cleanse them all.

Let that love veil our trans­gress­ion;
Let that blood our guilt ef­face;
Save Thy people from op­press­ion,
Save from spoil Thy ho­ly place.

Lo! with deep con­tri­tion turn­ing,
Humbly at Thy feet we bend,
Hear us, fast­ing, pray­ing, mourn­ing—
Hear us, spare us, and de­fend.