Verse 1
Come, let us join the wrestling race
With Jacob’s faith endued,
And all besiege the throne of grace,
And prove our power with God:
Whoe’er in Jesus merits trust
In Jesus strength arise,
To snatch from hell a sinner lost,
And bear him to the skies.

Verse 2
Father, in the prevailing name
We urge our faithful plea,
Repentance for an outcast claim
Who hates thy Son and Thee;
By the old murtherer possest
Who eyes the gulph beneath,
Affecting on its verge to rest,
And scorn eternal death.

Verse 3
God of resistless power and love,
In answer to our cry,
Appear the mountains to remove,
Appear the Lord most high;
Thy wrath against thy foe reveal,
Confound his wickedness,
And let the pangs of inbred hell
His waken’d conscience seize.

Verse 4
Now thy convincing work begin,
In terrible array
Th’ exceeding sinfulness of sin
Of his own sin display:
Give him to feel his guilty load,
His long-dissembled wound,
And hear the voice of innocent blood
Cry vengeance from the ground!

Verse 5
While yet we call, his spirit arrest,
And stop his flight from Thee,
With horror fill his flinty breast,
Stir up the troubled sea:
Till Thou the keen conviction dart,
All his strong-holds o’rethrow,
And break his adamantine heart,
We will not let thee go.

Verse 6
Put him in fear; this moment, Lord,
Abase his sullen pride,
And let thy Spirit’s two-edg’d sword
Marrow and joints divide;
Or’eturn by one resistless frown,
Compel him to submit,
And bring the stubborn rebel down,
Down, down beneath thy feet.

Verse 7
Great God of all-victorious love,
The work is worthy Thee
Such guilty mountains to remove,
Such hellish enmity:
Forgive him at the point to die,
And speak his soul renew’d,
That all thine enemies may cry
“This is the hand of God!”

Verse 8
To Jesus name if all things bow
In heaven, and earth, and hell,
If praying by his Spirit now
Our hearts his presence feel;
We now on Thee may cast our care,
And say, thy will be done,
But have respect to Jesus prayer,
But glorify thy Son!