JN
Verse 1
Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near:
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
Verse 2
My soul, ask what thou wilt;
Thou canst not be too bold;
Since His own blood for thee He spilt,
What else can He withhold?
Verse 3
Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Thy presence and Thy love;
I ask to serve Thee here below,
And reign with Thee above.
Verse 4
Teach me to live by faith;
Conform my will to Thine;
Let me victorious be in death,
And then in glory shine.