DEDICATION 634 Come, Jesus, from the Sapphire Throne L. M. Gen. 28: 17 Ray Palmer, 1875 Wareham William Knapp, 1738 Thou heart sa Thy phire we see of r’wing day rest, throne, Bid Let It’s Where cred re felt the in as praise Je re Thee sus, Oft 2 We 1 Come, 3 the 4 Here sap sor day day dark turns that from and the to the er’s fill ’tis ple, for tears ev ours now us, tem joy the own mourn deemed a ’ry for Thine walls wor throb heart here fore hold face; this be as Thee Thy be bing ship be wipe Thine Thine ter stand; En still. cend; ’Tis Oh, With Thy Thy own new as ry glo kind, pow’r strength own, Thee, breast, way let by Thine give And Reared With And men. A to Thy fill sist Word meet place. hand. tend. will! the ing at Thy 5 Here in baptismal water pure We find for sin a gracious cure; Our children here to Thee we bring To be Thy heirs, O heav’nly King. 6 When at Thine altar we shall meet And keep the feast of dying love, Be our communion ever sweet With Thee and with Thy Church above. 7 Come, faithful Shepherd, feed Thy sheep; In Thine own arms the lambs enfold. Give help to climb the heav’nward steep Till Thy full glory we behold.