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Behold the Throne of Grace

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Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near,
There Jesus shows a smiling face,
And waits to answer prayer.
That rich, atoning blood,
Which sprinkled 'round I see,
Provides for those who come to God
An all-prevailing plea.

My soul, ask what you will,
You cannot be too bold;
Since His own blood for you He spilled,
What else can He withhold?
Beyond your utmost wants
His love and pow'r can bless;
To praying souls He always grants
More than they can express.

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