Father of mercies, bow Thine ear,
Attentive to our earnest prayer;
We plead for those who plead for thee,
Successful pleaders may they be!
Let thronging multitudes around,
Hear from their lips the joyful sound;
In humble strains thy grace adore,
And feel Thy new-creating power.
Let sinners break their massy chains
Distressed souls forget their pains,
And light through distant realms be spread,
Till Zion rears her drooping head.
Benjamin Beddome, Pastor, The Baptist Chapel
History of the English Calvinistic Baptists