The Song Book of the Salvation Army ‎#563

563. Come, my soul, thy suit prepare

1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

2 Thou art coming to a King,
Large petitions with thee bring,
For his grace and power are such
None can ever ask too much.

3 With my burden I begin:
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

4 Lord, I come to thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast,
Then thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

5 While I am a soldier here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer;
As my guide, my guard, my friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
• Author: John Newton (1725-1807)
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1986
• Topic: Means of grace: Prayer

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