God of the Prophets, Bless the Prophet's Sons

Denis Wortman, 1884

God of the prophets, bless the prophet's sons; Elijah's mantle o'er Elisha cast. Each age its solemn task may claim by once; Make each one nobler, stronger, than the last. 2. Anoint them prophets. Make their ears attent To Thy divinest speech, their hearts awake To human need, their lips make eloquent To gird the right and every evil break. 3. Anoint them priests. Strong intercessors, they, For pardon and for charity and peace. Ah, if with them the world might, now astray, Find in our Lord from all its woes release!

4. Anoint them kings; aye, kingly kings, O Lord. Anoint them with the Spirit of Thy Son. Theirs not a jeweled crown, a blood-stained sword; Theirs, by sweet love, for Christ a kingdom won. 5. Make them apostles, heralds of Thy Cross; Forth may they go to tell all realms Thy grace. Inspired of Thee, may they count all but loss And stand at last with joy before Thy face. 6. O mighty age of prophet-kings, return! O truth, O faith, enrich our urgent time! Lord Jesus Christ, again with us sojourn; A weary world awaits Thy reign sublime.

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