17b. Come, my soul, thy suit prepare

1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He that bids us humbly pray
Sends us not unblessed away.

2 Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring;
For his grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

3 Lord, I come to thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There thy sovereign right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

Text Information
First Line: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
Publication Date: 1870
Notes: Tune for 17, 18, 32, and 68 in "American Sunday School Hymn Book" (ASS1860a)
Tune Information
Name: SEYMOUR
Composer: Winter
Meter: 7s
Key: F Major or modal



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