Above:  Logo of the Moravian Church (Unitas Fratrum)

Scan by Kenneth Randolph Taylor

Lewis Renatus West (May 3, 1753-August 4, 1826) was the pastor of the Tytherton Moravian Church, East Tytherton, Wiltshire, England, from 1809 until his death.

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Be Present With Thy Servants, Lord:

https://gatheredprayers.wordpress.com/2016/04/18/be-present-with-thy-servants-lord/

Praise for Every Scene Distressing:

https://gatheredprayers.wordpress.com/2016/04/18/praise-for-every-scene-distressing/

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Above:  Diocesan Confirmation, the Cathedral of St. Philip, Atlanta, Georgia, April 10, 2016

Image Source = Bill Monk, Episcopal Diocese of Atlanta

German Text (1753) by Nicholas Ludwig von Zinzendorf (1700-1760)

English Translation (1801, altered) by Lewis Renatus West (1753-1826)

Hymn Source = Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (1969), Moravian Church in America

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Be present with Thy servants, Lord,

We look to Thee with one accord;

Refresh and strengthen us anew,

And bless what in Thy name we do.

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O teach us all Thy perfect will

To understand and to fulfill:

When human insight fails, give light;

This will direct our steps aright.

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The Lord’s joy be our strength and stay

In our employ from day to day;

Our thoughts and our activity

Through Jesus’ merits hallowed be.

Above:  Adoration of the Lamb, by Jan Van Eyck

Image in the Public Domain

Text (1805) by Lewis Renatus West (1753-1826)

Hymn Source = Hymnal and Liturgies of the Moravian Church (Unitas Fratrum) (1923), Moravian Church in America

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Praise for every scene distressing,

Praise for all Thou didst endure,

Praise for every gift and blessing

Which Thy griefs for us procure;

In Thy ransomed congregation

Shall Thy death our theme remain,

Till Thou com’st with full salvation,

Lord of glory, Lamb once slain.

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Thou, to purchase our salvation,

Didst assume humanity;

Jesus, for Thy bitter passion

May we ever thankful be;

Filled with awe and humbly bowing,

At Thy feet we prostrate fall,

Gratefully this truth avowing,

That Thou art our All in awe.