Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Draw Near: A Poem

For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need (Hebrews 4:15-16, ESV).

Draw near.
No fear of lash; My grace will thee adorn.
I bid thee come, My golden scepter touch.
The great High Priest has died, the Door for such
As thee to enter in.  The veil is torn:
Draw near.

Draw near.
With boldness come, of thine acceptance sure,
And linger here awhile, no haste to leave.
Abide, and let My strength thy fears relieve.
Trust cares and burdens in My hands secure.
Draw near.

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