Prayer, Access to God

Verse 1

Are you weary, are you heavy-hearted?
Tell it to Jesus.
Are you grieving over joys departed?
Tell it to Jesus alone.

Refrain

Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus,
He is a Friend that’s well known;
You have no other such a friend or brother!
Tell it to Jesus alone.

Verse 2

Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden?
Tell it to Jesus.
Have you sins that to man’s eye are hidden?
Tell it to Jesus alone.

Verse 3

Do you fear the gath’ring clouds of sorrow?
Tell it to Jesus.
Are you anxious what shall be to-morrow?
Tell it to Jesus alone.

Verse 4

Are you troubled at the tho’t of dying?
Tell it to Jesus.
For Christ’s coming kingdom are you sighing?
Tell it to Jesus alone.

Verse 1

A throne of grace! then let us go
And offer up our prayer;
A gracious God will mercy show
To all that worship there.

Verse 2

A throne of grace! oh, at that throne
Our knees have often bent,
And God has showered his blessings down
As often as we went.

Verse 3

A throne of grace! rejoice, ye saints!
That throne is open still;
To God unbosom your complaints,
And then inquire his will.

Verse 1

From every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;--
’Tis found before the mercy-seat.

Verse 2

There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,--
A place, than all besides, more sweet;
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.

Verse 3

There is a spot where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.

Verse 4

There, there, on eagle’s wings we soar,
And time, and sense seem all no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat!

Verse 5

Oh! may my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy-seat!

Verse 1

Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry;
Unless thou help me, I must die;
Oh, bring thy free salvation nigh
And take me as I am.

Refrain

Take me as I am,
Take me as I am;
Oh, bring thy free salvation nigh,
And take me as I am.

Verse 2

Helpless I am, and full of guilt,
But yet for me thy blood was spilt,
And thou canst make me as thou wilt,
But take me as I am.

Verse 3

I thirst, I long to know thy love,
Thy full salvation I would prove;
But since to thee I cannot move
Oh, take me as I am.

Verse 4

If thou hast work for me to do,
Inspire my will, my heart renew,
And work both in and by me, too,
But take me as I am.

Verse 5

And when at last the work is done.
The battle o’er, the victory won,
Still, still my cry shall be alone,
Oh, take me as I am.

Verse 1

What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear;
What a privilege to carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!

Verse 2

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our ev’ry weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer!

Verse 3

Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?--
Precious Savior, still our refuge,--
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In his firms he’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.

Verse 1

What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear;
What a privilege to carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!
O what peace we often forfeit,
O what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Ev’rything to God in prayer!

Verse 2

Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged,
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our ev’ry weakness,
Take it to the Lord in prayer!

Verse 3

Are we weak and heavy laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?--
Precious Savior, still our refuge,--
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer;
In his firms he’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.