1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare;
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself invites thee near,
Bids thee ask him, waits to hear.
2 Lord, I come to thee for rest;
Take possession of my breast;
There thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.
3 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.
4 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.
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First Line: | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare |
Title: | Encouragements to Pray |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1879 |