Olney Hymns (1840)/Book 1/Hymn 106

106.
The importunate Widow.[1]—Luke, xviii, 1—7.

1 Our Lord, who knows full well
The heart of every saint,
Invites us, by a parable.
To pray and never faint.

2 He bows his gracious ear,
We never plead in vain;
Yet we must wait till he appear,
And pray, and pray again.

3 Though unbelief suggest,
Why should we longer wait?
He bids us never give him rest,
But be importunate.

4 'Twas thus a widow poor,
Without support or friend,
Beset the unjust judge's door,
And gain'd, at last, her end.

5 For her he little cared,
As little for the laws;
Nor god nor man did he regard,
Yet he espoused her cause.

6 She urged him day and night,
Would no denial take;
At length he said, "I'll do her right,
For my own quiet's sake."

7 And shall not Jesus hear
His chosen when they cry?
Yes, though he may a while forbear,
He'll help them from on high.

8 His nature, truth, and love,
Engage him on their side;
When they are grieved, his bowels move,
And can they be denied?

9 Then let us earnest be,
And never faint in prayer;
He loves our importunity,
And makes our cause his care.

  1. Book ii, Hymn 60.