1. Come, let our souls adore the Lord
Whose judgments yet delay;
Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us time to pray.
2. Great is our guilt, our fears are great,
But let us not despair;
Still open is the mercy seat
To penitence and prayer.
3. Kind Intercessor, to Thy love
This blessèd hope we owe;
O let Thy mercies plead above,
While we implore below!
4. Though justice near Thy awful throne
Attends Thy dread command,
Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son,
And save a guilty land.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #906
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|The Cyber Hymnal #906||Come, Let Our Souls Adore the Lord||Come, let our souls adore the Lord||BEDFORD||Anne Steele||CM||<cite>Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional</cite>, 1760|