1. As the dew from heav’n distilling, Gently on the grass decends. And revives it, thus fulfiling What thy providence intendes,
2. Let thy doctrine, Lord, so gracious Thus descending from above, Blest by thee, prove efficacious To fulfil thy work of love.
3. Lord, behold this congregation; Precious promises fulfil; From thy holy habitation Let the dews of life distil.
4. Let our cry come up before Thee; Thy sweet Spirit shed around; So the people shall adore thee And confess the joyful sound.