"The Mercy Seat"
There is a place where judgment reigns, And vengeance is poured forth the same, Except the saints do intercede,
To make the Throne - The Mercy Seat!
When priests their office have ignored, And the offering of the Lord abhorred, His wrath provoked ‘gainst Israel be, Plagues break forth from His Mercy Seat!
The desolations of our Land,
And Isr'el chastised by God’s own hand, Must for our sins the reason be,
We must secure the Mercy Seat!
The Church far off was then brought near, Aft’ God at Sinai made saints fear,
So when in mercy He descends They would commune like friend-to-friend.
Ah, whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayed, Or how the hosts of hell defeat, Had suff'ring saints no mercy seat?
Like Cloud did lead amidst the sea, Like Fire did make Egyptian flee, So now I come expectantly
Of GLORY at The Mercy Seat!
The Ark which made the river heap, Was ushered there by priestly feet, That when their toes did touch the brim, The Jordan saluted God with them!
From peaks of Sinai’s flames so bold,