1 In vain we lavish out our lives
To gather empty wind:
The choicest blessings earth can yield
Will starve a hungry mind.
2 Come and the Lord shall feed our souls
With more substantial meat;
With such as saints in glory love,
With such as angels eat.
3 Our God will ev'ry want supply,
And fill our hearts with peace;
He gives by covenant and by oath
The riches of his grace.
4 Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souls,
And wash away our stains,
In the dear fountain that his Son
Pour'd from his dying veins.
5 [Our guilt shall vanish all away,
Tho' black as hell before;
Our sins shall sink beneath the sea,
And should be found no more.
6 And lest pollution should o'erspread
Our inward pow'rs again,
His Spirit shall bedew our souls
Like purifying rain.
7 Our heart, that flinty stubborn thing,
That terrors cannot move,
That fears no threat'nings of his wrath,
Shall be dissolv'd by love;
8 Or he can take the flint away,
That would not be refin'd,
And from the treasures of his grace
Bestow a softer mind.
9 There shall his sacred Spirit dwell,
And deep engrave his law;
And ev'ry motion of our souls
To swift obedience draw.
10 Thus will he pour salvation down,
And we shall render praise;
We the dear people of his love,
And he our God of grace.
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First Line: | In vain we lavish out our lives |
Title: | The promises of the covenant of grace |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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