Tremblingly, as once of old,
Esther, in the royal court,
For a people captive sold,
Mercy and deliverance sought.

So I come, my king, to Thee,
Trembling at Thy feet I fall;
Stretch Thy scepter over me,
Let me hear Thy gracious call.

I have naught to offer Thee,
Naught to plead in sin’s defense,
Yet unto Thy courts I flee;
Jesus, do not drive me thence.

Thou hast crowned me with Thy love,
Summoned me Thy name to bear;
Bending from Thy throne above,
King of Heaven, hear my prayer.

King of grace and love untold,
Come and feast with me today,
Not as Esther’s king of old,
But forevermore to stay.