New England Religious Herald

THE LORD'S PRAYER.
We lay before our readers the Lord's Prayer,
beautifully paraphrased into an acrostic, by
Thomas Sturdevant, Jr., a soldier of the 26th
Regiment of Infantry, and a prisoner of war in
the province of Upper Canada:
Our Lord and King who reigns enthroned on
high.
Father of light! mysterious Deity!
Who art the great I AM, the last, the first.
Art righteous, holy, merciful and just.
In realms of glory, scenes where angels sing,
Heaven is the dwelling place of God our King;
Hallowed thy name which doth all names transcend,
Be thou adored our great Almighty Friend,
Thy Glory shines beyond Creation's space,
Named in the book of Justice and of Grace;
Thy kingdom towers beyond the starry skies;
Kingdoms satanic fall, but thine shall rise;
Come let thine empire, O thou Holy One,
Thy great and everlasting will be done!
Will God make known his will, his power display?
Be it the will of mortals to obey;
Done is the great and wondrous work of love,
On Calvary's cross he died, but reigns above;
Earth bears the record in thy holy word,
As heaven adores thy name, let earth, O Lord,
It shines transcendent in the eternal skies.
Is praised in heaven, for man, the Savior dies,
In songs, immortal angels laud his name,
Heaven shouts with joy, and saints his love proclaim.
Give us, O Lord, our food, nor cease to give
Us that food on which our souls may live!
This be our boon to-day and days to come,
Day without end in our eternal home!
Our needy souls supply from day to day,
Daily assist and aid us when we pray,
Bread though we ask, yet Lord, thy blessing lend,
And make us grateful when thy gifts descend.
Forgive our sins, which in destruction's place
Us the vile children of a rebel race,
Our follies, faults, and trespasses forgive,
Debts which we can ne'er pay, or thou receive;
As we, our Lord, our neighbor's faults overlook,
We beg thou'dst blot out from thy memory's book,
Forgive our enemies, extend thy grace.
Our souls to save, e'en Adam's guilty race,
Debtor's to thee in gratitude and love,
And in that duty paid by saints above.
Lead us from sin, and in thy mercy raise
Us from the tempter and his hellish ways;
Not in our own, but in his name who bled,
Into thine ear, we pour out every need.
Temptation's fatal charms help us to shun,
But may we conquer through thy conquering Son.
Deliver us from all which can annoy
Us in this world and may our souls destroy;
From all calamities which men betide,
Evil and death, O turn our feet aside;
For we are mortal worms and cleave to clay;
Thine 'tis to rule and mortals to obey.
Is not thy mercy, Lord, forever free?
The whole creation knows no God but thee,
Kingdom and empire in thy presence fall;
The King eternal reigns the King of all.
Power is with thee—to thee be glory given.
And be thy name adored by earth and heaven,
The praise of saints and angels is thy own;
Glory to thee, the everlasting One,
Forever be thy holy name adored;
Amen, Hosanna! blessed be the Lord!