I seek the mercy-seat
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I seek the mercy-seat,Where Thou dost answer prayer;There humbly fall before thy feet,For none can perish there.
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Thy promise is my plea;With this I venture nigh;Thou callest burdened souls to thee,And such, O Lord, am I.
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Bowed down beneath my sin,By Satan sorely pressed;By wars without and fears within;I come to thee for rest.
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Be thou my hiding-place;That, sheltered near thy side,I may rejoice in Jesus' grace—In Jesus crucified.