by William Cowper
Bestow, dear LORD, upon our youth, the gift of Saving Grace; and let the seed of sacred Truth fall in a fruitful place. Grace is a plant, wherever it grows, of pure and Heavenly root; but fairest in the youngest shows, and yields the sweetest fruit.
Ye careless ones, O hear betimes, the voice of sovereign love; your youth is stained with many crimes, but mercy reigns above! True, you are young, but there`s a stone within the youngest breast; or half the crimes which you have done would rob you of your rest.
For you the public prayer is made; O, join the public prayer! For you the secret tear is shed: O, shed yourselves a tear! We pray that you may early prove the Spirit`s power to teach; you cannot be too young to love, that Jesus whom we preach.