Lord, Thou hast fa­vor shown Thy land,
Restored again thy cap­tive band;
Thy peo­ple’s sins Thou par­doned hast,
And all their guilt has co­vered o’er,
Removed from them Thy an­ger sore,
All Thy fierce wrath be­hind Thee cast.

In grace Thy peo­ple, Lord, re­turn,
No long­er let Thy an­ger burn;
Wilt Thou for­ev­er an­gry be?
Through ag­es shall Thy wrath sur­vive?
Wilt Thou not us again re­vive,
That so we may re­joice in Thee?

O Lord, to us Thy mer­cy show,
And Thy sal­va­tion now be­stow;
We wait to hear what God will say;
Peace to His peo­ple He will speak,
And to His saints, but let them seek
No more in fol­ly’s path to stray.