Come in Thy might, Lord!
Come in Thy power!
Come to our land
In this dark hour!
From the dread foe
Deliverance we crave;
Be Thou our Helper,
"Mighty to save."
Pardon our weakness
When we give way;
When our faith falters
Be Thou our stay;
Go Thou before us,
Then we'll be brave;
Thou art our strength,
"Mighty to save."
Why should we doubt
With Thee ever near?
Why should our hearts
Weaken, with fear?
Is Thy hand shortened,
That it cannot save?
Lord God Omnipotent,
"Mighty to save."
Let us, then, trust Thee
Whatever betide;
Safe in the midst of foes
In peace abide.
If we are Thine,
No fears should enslave,
Thou, Lord, will guard us,
"Mighty to save."
Come in Thy power!
Come to our land
In this dark hour!
From the dread foe
Deliverance we crave;
Be Thou our Helper,
"Mighty to save."
Pardon our weakness
When we give way;
When our faith falters
Be Thou our stay;
Go Thou before us,
Then we'll be brave;
Thou art our strength,
"Mighty to save."
Why should we doubt
With Thee ever near?
Why should our hearts
Weaken, with fear?
Is Thy hand shortened,
That it cannot save?
Lord God Omnipotent,
"Mighty to save."
Let us, then, trust Thee
Whatever betide;
Safe in the midst of foes
In peace abide.
If we are Thine,
No fears should enslave,
Thou, Lord, will guard us,
"Mighty to save."
Jane Thomson.
Cullycapple, Aghadowey.
Poem: The Witness, 25th February 1916.
Image: Evidence of Angels by Marina Petro.
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