“... Come boldly unto the throne of grace."-HEB. iv. 16
HOLY, holy, holy Lord!
The Seraphim before Thee bow
With veiled face; with one accord
The hosts of heaven Thy praise avow;
All hearts and tongues, and voices, cry,
“Glory to Thee, O God, most High!”
Before and sprinkled on Thy throne,
The precious blood of Jesus cries;
Th' atoning work for sin is done,
Accepted is His sacrifice:
Purged by that blood from ev'ry stain,
I come, where grace delights to reign.
Grace sent the Holy One to die,
Grace bruised the Lamb to set me free;
To bring the lost and guilty nigh,
Grace bled, and died, and rose for me:
Grace to the throne invites me near,
And bids me come without a fear.