Father, Before Thy Throne

Father

be­fore Thy throne

My soul would bow;

Ne’er have I asked in vain;

O hear me now;

Hear Thou the pray­er I make

Answer for Je­sus’ sake;

Bid faith and love awake

Within my heart.

Father

this heart of mine

Which now I bring

Lies down be­fore Thy feet

A guil­ty thing;

Kindle its al­tar fire

Then hope and zeal in­spire;

Wake Thou its si­lent lyre

In praise to Thee.

Thou art our dwell­ing place

In ev­ery age;

In Thy sweet love we trace

Our her­it­age—

Our re­fuge from the storm

Our shel­ter safe and warm;

Help us our vows per­form

Father di­vine.