1 Lord, I approach the mercy-seat,
Where thou dost answer prayer;
There humbly fall before thy feet--
For none can perish there.
2 Thy promise is my only plea;
With this I venture nigh;
Thou callest burdened souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.
3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin,
By Satan sorely pressed;
By wars without, and fears within,
I come to thee for rest.
4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place;
That, sheltered near thy side,
I may rejoice in Jesus' grace--
In Jesus crucified.
5 Oh, wondrous love!--to bleed and die,
To bear the cross and shame,
That guilty sinners, such as I,
Might plead thy gracious name.
|First Line:||Lord, I approach the mercy-seat|
|Topic:||The Christian System: Repentance and Faith; Pleading His Gracious Name|