Come humbly to the mer­cy seat,
Make all your ang­uish known;
Fall pros­trate at the Sav­ior’s feet,
Who pleads be­fore the throne.

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Come, sin­ner, now, and hum­bly bow,
While yet the Spir­it pleads,
At mer­cy’s gate the Sav­ior waits,
And for you in­ter­cedes.

With pe­ni­ten­tial grief and tears,
Your guilt and shame con­fess;
Confess to Him your sins and fears,
Who rea­dy waits to bless.

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Your sins may be of deep­est dye,
Your crimes like crim­son glow;
The blood His flow­ing wounds supply
Will cleanse you white as snow.

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’Tis faith in Him, the Son of God,
The cap­tive soul will free;
Faith in His warm and pre­cious blood,
That flowed on Cal­va­ry.

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