388. An Approach to the Mercy-Seat

1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat,
Where Jesus answers prayer;
There humbly fall before his 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 my fierce accuser face,
And tell him thou hast died.

5 [O wondrous love! to bleed and die;
To bear the cross and shame;
That guilty sinners such as I,
Might plead thy gracious name.]

6 [“Poor tempest-tossèd soul, be still;
My promised grace receive;
I’ll work in thee both power and will;
Thou shalt in me believe.”]

Text Information
First Line: Approach, my soul, the mercy seat
Title: An Approach to the Mercy-Seat
Author: Newton
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
Topic: Prayer and Watchfulness
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