First Line: Come, my soul, thy suit prepare ,

Come, my soul, thy suit prepare ;
Jesus loves to answer prayer :
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

2Thou art coming to a King :
Large petitions with thee bring ;
For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

3 With my burden I begin------
Lord, remove this load of sin ;
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest------
Take possession of my breast,
There Thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

5 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.

6 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew ;
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die Thy people's death.