1 Sprinkled with reconciling blood,
I dare approach thy throne, O God
Thy face no frowning aspect wears,
Thy hand no vengeful thunder bears!
2 The encircling rainbow peaceful sign!
Doth with refulgent brightness shine;
And while my faith beholds it near,
I bid farewell to ev'ry fear.
3 Let me my grateful homage pay,
With courage sing; with fervor pray;
And tho' myself a wretch undone
Hope for acceptance thro' thy son.
4 Thy son, who on the accursed tree,
Expir'd to set the vilest free;
On this I build my only claim,
And all I ask is in his name.
|First Line:||Sprinkled with reconciling blood|
|Topic:||At the Opening of Public Worship|