Almighty God, Eternal Lord,
Thy gracious pow’r make known,
Touch, by the power of thy word,
And melt the heart of stone.
Speak with a voice that wakes the dead,
And bid the sleeper rise,
And let his guilty conscience dread
The death that never dies.
Let us receive the word we hear,
Each in an honest heart;
Lay up the precious treasure there,
And never with it part.