1.
O Thou dread Power, who reign'st above,
I know thou wilt me hear,
When for this scene of peace and love
I make my prayer sincere.
2.
The hoary Sire - the mortal stroke,
Long, long be pleas'd to spare:
To bless his little filial flock,
And show what good men are.
3.
She, who her lovely offspring eyes
With tender hopes and fears --
O, bless her with a mother's joys,
And spare a mother's tears!
4.
Their hope, their stay, their darling youth,
In manhood's dawning blush,
Bless him, Thou God of love and truth,
Up to a parent's wish.
5.
The beauteous, seraph sister-band --
With earnest tears I pray --
Thou know'st the snares on every hand,
Guide Thou their steps alway.
6.
When, soon or late, they reach that coast,
O'er Life's rough ocean driven,
May they rejoice, no wand'rer lost,
A family in Heaven!

O Thou dread Power, who reigns above,
I know you will me hear,
When for this scene of peace and love
I make my prayer sincere.

The white aged Sire - the mortal stroke,
Long, long be pleased to spare:
To bless his little filial flock,
And show what good men are.

She, who her lovely offspring eyes
With tender hopes and fears -
O, bless her with a mother's joys,
And spare a mother's tears!

Their hope, their stay, their darling youth,
In manhood's dawning blush,
Bless him, You God of love and truth,
Up to a parent's wish.

The beauteous, seraph (angel) sister-band -
With earnest tears I pray -
You know the snares on every hand,
Guide You their steps always.

When, soon or late, they reach that coast,
Over Life's rough ocean driven,
May they rejoice, no wanderer lost,
A family in Heaven!