All Those Who Seek a Throne of Grace

All those who seek a throne of grace

Are sure to find in ev­ery place;

To those who love a life of pray­er

Our God is pre­sent ev­ery­where.

The sha­dy grove or burn­ing plain

The bloom­ing field or swell­ing main

Alike are sweet in sec­ret pray­er

For God is pre­sent ev­ery­where.

In pin­ing sick­ness

ro­sy health

In pov­er­ty or grow­ing wealth

The hum­ble soul de­lights in pray­er

And finds God pre­sent ev­ery­where.

When Zi­on mourns and comforts fail

And all her foes do scoff and rail

’Tis then a time for se­cret pray­er

For God is pre­sent ev­ery­where.

When some back­slide

and others fall

And few are found who strive at all

The faith­ful find in sec­ret pray­er

That God is pre­sent ev­ery­where.

Come

then

my soul

in eve­ry strait

To Jesus come

and on Him wait;

He sees and hears each sec­ret sigh

And brings His own sal­va­tion nigh.