1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
he himself has bid thee pray,
therefore will not say thee nay;
therefore will not say thee nay.
2 Thou art coming to a King,
large petitions with thee bring;
for his grace and pow'r are such,
nNone can ever ask too much;
none can ever ask too much.
3 With my burden I begin:
"Lord, remove this load of sin;
let thy blood, for sinners spilt,
set my conscience free from guilt;
set my conscience free from guilt.
4 "Lord, I come to thee for rest,
take possession of my breast;
there thy blood-bought right maintain,
and without a rival reign;
and without a rival reign.
5 "While I am a pilgrim here,
let thy love my spirit cheer;
as my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
lead me to my journey's end;
lead me to my journey's end.
6 "Show me what I have to do,
ev'ry hour my strength renew:
let me live a life of faith,
let me die thy people's death,
let me die thy people's death."
|First Line:||Come, my soul, thy suit prepare|
|Title:||Come, My Soul, Thy Suit Prepare|
|Author:||John Newton (1779)|
|Topic:||Pilgrimage and Guidance|
|Composer:||Henri A. César Malan (1827)|