O when you hear our prayers, Lord

O when you hear our prayers, Lord,
Forgive our foolish hearts;
Our words and wishes falter
When worldly music starts -
Sad symphonies surround us
Of life's discordant pain -
They easily confound us,
Help us to pray again.

O when you see our ways, Lord,
Forgive our worldly hearts;
Our best intentions waver
When other music starts -
Suspicion's empty chorus,
The notes of hate and fear -
Their sorry powers draw us;
Help us to hold you near.

Verses 3-4 follow

Tune: 7676D (Bentley)