I Seek the Mercy-Seat

1I seek the mercy-seat,
Where'er thou hast thy prayer;
There humbly fall before thy feet,
For none can perish there.

2Thy promise is my plea;
With this I venture nigh:
Thou callest burdened souls to thee,
And such, O Lord, am I.

3Bowed down beneath my sin,
By Satan sorely pressed,
By wars without and fears within,
I come to thee for rest.

4Be thou my hiding-place;
That, sheltered near thy side,
I may rejoice in Jesus' grace—
In Jesus crucified.