1 Lord, look on all assembled here;
Who in thy presence stand,
To offer up united pray'r,
For this our sinful land.

2 Oft have we, each in prviate pray'd,
Our country might find grace,
Now hear the same petitions mae,
In this appointed place.

3 Or, if amongst us some be met,
So careless of their sin,
They have not cried for mercy yet,
Lord, let them now begin.

4 Thou, by whose death poor sinners live
By whom their pray'rs succeed,
Thy spir't of supplication give,
And we shall pray indeed.

5 Whatever be our destin'd case,
Accept us in thy Son;
Give us his gospel, and his grace:
And then thy will be done.