EN 5481 Behold the Throne of Grace
Heb.4.16
Versi Version 1
1
Behold the throne of grace,
The promise calls us near,
There Jesus shows a smiling face
And waits to answer prayer.
2
That rich atoning blood,
Which sprinkled round we see,
Provides for those who come to God
An all prevailing plea.
3
My soul ask what thou wilt,
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since His own blood for thee He spilt,
What else can He withhold.
4
Beyond thy utmost wants
His love and pow’r can bless;
To praying souls He always grants,
More than they can express.
5
Since ’tis the Lord’s command,
My mouth I open wide;
Lord open Thou Thy bounteous hand,
That I may be supplied.
6
Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and Thy love;
I ask to serve Thee here below,
And reign with Thee above.
7
Teach me to live by faith,
Conform my will to Thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.
8
If Thou these blessings give,
And wilt my portion be;
Cheerful the world’s poor toys I leave,
To them who know not Thee.

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