1 

O God our Father, we would come to Thee

   In virtue of our Savior's precious blood;

All distance gone, our souls by grace set free,

   We worship Thee, our Father and our God.

 2 

We would, O God, present before Thy face

   The fragrant name of Thy beloved Son;

By faith we view Him through Thy boundless grace,

   Which, by His dying, He for us has won.

 3 

Thy joy in Him who is with Thee we share;

   Our hearts delight in Thy delight in Him;

Chiefest of thousands, fairer than the fair;

   His glory nought can tarnish, nought can dim.

 4 

We bow in worship now before Thy throne,

   By faith the Object of Thy love would see;

Who, in the midst, His brethren's song doth lead.

   To Him, our Savior, shall the glory be!