1 Jesus, before thy throne,
We bow with filial awe,
And our transgressions humbly own
As sins against thy law.
2 Where, whither shall we fly?
How 'scape from wrath divine?
O be our Advocate on high,
And claim us, Lord, as thine.
3 Plead thy dear wounds, rich blood,
Thy agony, and sweat;
The mighty ransom of the God,
Who paid the sinner's debt.
4 Nor ask we this, thy grace,
For our vile selves alone:
The whole of Adam's guilty race
Are, Lord, thy purchas'd own.
5 Hence all the shields of earth,
Shall sound thy name abroad;
And shout in loudest strains of praise,
The ever saving God.
Source: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs: selected and original, designed for the use of the Church Universal in public and private devotion #CLXXXIII