The Book of Worship ‎#301

301. O Thou who hear'st the prayers of faith

1 O Thou who hear’st the prayer of faith,
Wilt Thou not save a soul from death
That casts itself on Thee?
I have no refuge of my own,
But fly to what my Lord has done
And suffered once for me.

2 Slain in the guilty sinner’s stead,
His spotless righteousness I plead,
And His availing blood:
Thy righteousness my robe shall be;
Thy merit shall avail for me,
And bring me near to God.

3 Then snatch me from eternal death,
The Spirit of adoption breathe,
His consolation send:
By Him some word of life impart,
And sweetly whisper to my heart,
"Thy Maker is thy friend."

4 The king of terrors then would be
A welcome messenger to me,
To bid me come away:
Unclogged by earth, or earthly things,
I’d mount, I’d fly, with eager wings,
To everlasting day.

Text Information

• First Line: O Thou who hear'st the prayers of faith
• Meter: C. P. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1867
• Topic: Man a Sinner: Penitent

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