What various hindrances we meet
In coming to a mercy seat!
Yet
who that knows the worth of prayer,
But wishes to be often there?
Prayer
makes the darken’d cloud withdraw,
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob
saw,
Gives exercise to faith and love,
Brings every blessing
from above.
Restraining prayer, we cease to fight;
Prayer
makes the Christian’s
armour bright;
And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.