Large Petitions With Thee Bring

A Prayer, by John Newton

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare:

Jesus loves to answer pray'r;

He himself has bid thee pray,

Therefore will not say thee nay.

Thou art coming to a King,

Large petitions with thee bring;

For his grace and pow'r are such,

None can ever ask too much.

With my burden I begin:

Lord, remove this load of sin;

Let thy blood, for sinners spilt,

Set my conscience free from guilt.

Lord, I come to thee for rest,

Take possession of my breast;

There thy blood-bo't right maintain,

And without a rival reign.

While I am a pilgrim here,

Let thy love my spirit cheer;

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,

Lead me to my journey's end.

Show me what I have to do,

Ev'ry hour my strength renew:

Let me live a life of faith,

Let me die thy people's death.

Sing to the tune of "Take My Life and Let It Be," repeating the last line of each verse.

Pearl