After thou hast gathered thy corn and thy wine.

Before the throne of God above, I have a strong and perfect plea, A great high Priest whose name is Love Who ever lives and pleads for me. When satan tempts me to despair And tells me of the guilt within, Upward I look and see Him there Who made an end to all my sin. Because the sinless Saviour died, My sinful soul is counted free, For God the just is satisfied To look on Him and pardon me