Scripture Verse

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need. Hebrews 4:16

Introduction

Words: Char­lotte El­li­ott, Hymns for a Week (Lon­don: Charles J. Thynne, 1839), pag­es 10–12.

Music: Sto­ney Frank E. A. Sto­ney, 1916 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Sto­ney (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

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Charlotte Elliott
1789–1871

Lyrics

There is a spot of consecrated ground,
Where brightest hope and holiest joys are found:
’Tis named (and Christians love the well known sound)
The throne of grace.

’Tis here a calm retreat is always found:
Perpetual sunshine gilds the sacred ground;
Pure airs and heavenly odors breathe around
The throne of grace.

While on this vantage ground the Chris­tian stands,
His quickened eye a boundless view commands;
Discovers fair abodes not made with hands—
Abodes of peace.

Terrestrial objects, disenchanted there,
Lose all their power to dazzle or ensnare;
One only object then seems worth our care—
To win the race.

This is the mount where Christ’s disciples see
The glo­ry of the incarnate Deity;
’Tis here they find it good indeed to be,
And view His face.

A new creation here begins to rise;
Fruits of the Spi­rit, flowers of paradise,
Watered from Hea­ven, in full and sure supplies,
By streams of grace.

Towards this blest spot the Spi­rit bends His ear,
The fervent prayer, the contrite sigh to hear;
To bid the mourner banish every fear,
And go in peace.

Here may the comfortless and weary find
One who can cure the sickness of the mind;
One who delights the broken heart to bind—
The Prince of Peace.

Savior! the sinner’s friend, our hope, our all!
Here teach us humbly at Thy feet to fall;
Here on Thy name, with love and faith to call
For pardoning grace.

Ne’er let the glo­ry from this spot remove,
Till, numbered with Thy ransomed flock above,
We cease to wait, but ne­ver cease to love
The throne of grace.