Lord, Before Thy Throne We Bend

Verse 1

Lord, before Thy throne we bend; Now to Thee our prayers ascend: Servants to our master true, Lo! we yield Thee homage due: Children, to Thy throne we fly, Abba, Father, hear our cry!

Verse 2

Low before Thee, Lord! we bow; We are weak—but mighty Thou; Sore distressed, yet suppliant still, Here we wait Thy holy will; Bound to earth, and rooted here, Till our Savior God appear.

Verse 3

Leave us not beneath the power Of temptation’s darkest hour: Swift to seal their captives’ doom, Se our foes exulting come! Jesus, Savior! yet be nigh, Lord of life and victory.