Matthew 18: United to our Head

United to our Head,
When round the throne of grace.
We all are in our suit agreed,
Tis Christ Himself that prays!
His meritorious love
Whate'er we ask requires,
His bowels sound and softly move,
And echo our desires.

His heart it is that bleeds
In His afflicted ones,
His blood that speaks and intercedes,
Mix'd with His Spirit's groans!
The Father hears His Son
And by His grace reveal'd
Assures our inmost souls 'tis done.
And Jesus' prayer is seal'd!