1 Lord, spare and save our sinful race
From death in direst form;
From pestilence that flies apace,
From earthquake, fire, and sotrm.
2 Let every land bemoan its sin,
That wars and crimes may cease;
And may Thy pardoning grace bring in
sweet times of health and peace.
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First Line: | Lord, spare and save our sinful race |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Topic: | Rogation Days: Tuesday |