J Newton

7.7.7.7.

COME, my soul, thy suit prepare:

Jesus loves to answer prayer;

He Himself has bid thee pray,

Therefore will not say thee nay.

2

Thou art coming to a King,

Large petitions with thee bring;

For His grace and power are such,

None can ever ask too much.

3

With my burden I begin:

Lord, remove this load of sin;

Let Thy blood, for sinners shed,

Set my conscience free from guilt.

4

Lord, I come to Thee for rest,

Take possession of my breast;

There Thy blood-bought right maintain,

And without a rival reign.

5

While I am a pilgrim here,

Let Thy love my spirit cheer;

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,

Lead me to my journey’s end.

6

Show me what I have to do,

Every hour my strength renew:

Let me live a life of faith,

Let me die Thy people’s death.