Before The Throne My Savior Stands
Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty
fears;
The bleeding Sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne
my Savior stands;
My name is written on his hands.
He ever lives above,
For me to
intercede;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood, to plead;
His
blood was shed for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of
grace.
Five bleeding wounds He bears,
Received on
Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for
me;
Forgive him, O, forgive! they cry,
Nor let the contrite sinner
die!
The Father hears Him pray,
His dear, anointed
One;
He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son;
His spirit answers to
the blood,
And tells me I'm a child of God
Charles Wesley
Another great poem found in the book I am reading:
Lovely poem. I just love the writings of John and Charles Wesley :)
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful. Thank you for sharing it. I am so grateful to all of the wonderful Godly women I have found through blogging. You enrich me so! :-). Xoxo
ReplyDeleteI, too am thankful for you two ladies who are such great godly women and have edified my life greatly!
ReplyDeleteLisa :O)