His faith is nothing but an empty boast, Imploring mercy, While mercy's angel-form is passing by. The farmer, grieving for his parched land, ON ELECTION AND EFFICACIOUS GRACE. My Y soul with all her powers would try Thy grace in Christ to me was given,* Within thy book my members were, With ev'ry feature that I bear; And while conceal'd my substance lay, Thy hand was with me ev'ry day. When through the gates of life I came, I was not injur'd, blind, or lame; While many only leave the womb To pass through sorrows to the tomb. Thy hand my heritage did give Where I amongst thy saints might live; Whereas my lot might just as well Have been in Heathen lands to dwell. Though I, through Adam's fault of old, Was unto sin and Satan sold, Thy grace through my Redeemer slain, My lasting freedom did obtain. What love with this shall I compare, When God's own Son, of all things heir, Came down, beneath the curse to lie, And on the cross for man to die!Through his dear name I live anew,Those works of grace with wonder view; Eph. i. 3---6. And though a child of wrath before, Call'd by a voice distinct and loud, I would be found a child of light,— Like gold, that by the fire is tried; Though truly wretched once my case, And both my works and nature base; Yet, gracious God, when most undone, My hope was found in thy dear Son. Yes, and I shall, for Jesus' sake, The joy and bliss of heaven partake; And there inherit the reward, For all thy saints above prepar'd. Then shall I dwell in perfect peace, When all my pains and labours cease; And when the world shall hear from high The great Archangel's powerful cry, * 2 Peter i. 4. My flesh shall from the dust arise To join its partner in the skies! For such bright hopes and prospects given, The honours of his matchless name! Speak of his kindness shewn to me, PERSEVERANCE IN THE CHRISTIAN LIFE. TRUE RUE to his purpose, as the sun is true To wake the morning, and the day renew, Restores their souls, and fills them with his grace. Those whom he favour'd thus, before the fall, He does in time to faith and virtue call. According to his promise, he imparts His fear to awe them, and to rule their hearts; Eternal life the blessed Saviour gives, To each who truly in his name believes; And lest from virtue they should ever fall, The Spirit of his grace preserves them all: Their souls from fatal error he reclaims, And from presumptuous sin their will restrains. Thus they continue in his ways to go, Because no change his gifts and calling know. Though sin be even found in God's elect, And though the saints their duty oft neglect; Yet never can they go so far astray, As finally to lose the narrow way. Though David, in a deadly snare was found; |