Lord, I Approach Thy Mercy Seat

Words: John Newton, 1779.

Music: Chetham’s Psalmody, 1718.

Lord, I approach, Thy mercy seat,

Where Thou dost answer prayer;

There humbly fall before Thy feet,

For none can perish there.

Thy promise is my only plea,

With this I venture nigh;

Thou callest burdened souls to Thee,

And such, O Lord, am I.

Bowed down beneath a load of sin,

By Satan sorely pressed,

By war without and fears within,

I come to Thee for rest.

Be Thou my Shield, my hiding Place,

That, sheltered near Thy side,

I may my fierce accuser face,

And tell him Thou hast died.