Behold Thy Sons and Daughters, Lord

238 Behold Thy Sons and Daughters, Lord

Behold thy sons and daughters, Lord,
On whom we lay our hands.
They have fulfilled the gospel word
And bowed at thy commands.

Oh, now send down the heav’nly dove
And overwhelm their souls
With peace and joy and perfect love,
As lambs within thy fold.

Seal them by thine own Spirit’s pow’r,
Which purifies from sin,
And may they find, from this good hour,
They are adopted in.

Increase their faith, confirm their hope,
And guide them in the way.
With comfort bear their spirits up
Until the perfect day.

Text: Parley P. Pratt, 1807–1857