Approach, My Soul, the Mercy Seat John Newton (1725-1807)

BALLERMA (C.M.) F. H. Barthelemon (1741-1808)

Ap-proach, my soul, the mer-cy seat,
   Where Je-sus an-swers prayer;
There hum-bly fall be-fore His feet,
   For none can per-ish there.

Thy prom-ise is my on-ly plea,
   With this I ven-ture nigh;
Thou call-est bur-dened souls to Thee,
   And such, O Lord, am I.

Bowed down be-neath a load of sin,
   By Sa-tan sore-ly pressed,
By war with-out and fears with-in,
   I come to Thee for rest.

Be Thou my shield and hid-ing place,
   That, shel-tered by Thy side,
I may my fierce ac-cus-er face,
   And tell him Thou hast died!

O won-drous love! to bleed and die,
   To bear the cross and shame,
That guilt-y sin-ners, such as I,
   Might plead Thy gra-cious name.