Mighty One, whose name is holy, <br />Thou wilt save thy work alive; <br />And the spirit of the lowly <br />Thou wilt visit and revive. <br />What thy prophets thus have spoken, <br />Ages witness as they roll; <br />Bleeding hearts and spirits broken, <br />Touched by thee, O God, are whole. <br /> <br /> <br />By thy pitying spirit guided, <br />Jesus sought the sufferer's door, <br />Comforts for the poor provided, <br />And the mourner's sorrows bore. <br />So, it was thy spirit, beaming <br />In his face whose name we bear, <br />That sustained him while redeeming <br />Power's pale victims from despair. <br /> <br /> <br />To the prisoner, wan and wasting <br />In the voiceless dungeon's night, <br />He, thine own apostle, hasting, <br />Led him forth, unbound, to light. <br />So thy mercy's angel, bending, <br />Heard a friendless prisoner call, <br />And, through night's cold vault descending, <br />Loosed from chains thy servant Paul. <br /> <br /> <br />Father, as thy love is endless, <br />Working by thy servants thus, <br />The forsaken and the friendless <br />Deign to visit, even by us. <br />So shall each, with spirit fervent, <br />Laboring with thee here below, <br />Be declared thy faithful servant, <br />Where there 's neither want nor woe.<br /><br />John Pierpont<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymns-and-odes-for-charity-occasions-ii/
