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!