1 There was an hour when Christ rejoic'd,
And spoke his joy in words of praise;
"Father, I thank thee, mighty God,
"Lord of the earth, and heav'ns, and seas.
2 I thank thy sov'reign pow'r and love
That crowns my doctrine with success;
And makes the babes in knowledge learn
The heights, and breadths, and lengths of grace.
3 But all this glory lies conceal'd
From men of prudence and of wit:
The prince of darkness blinds their eyes,
And their own pride resists the light.
4 Father, 'tis thus, because thy will
Chose and ordain'd it should be so;
'Tis thy delight t' abase the proud,
And lay the haughty scorner low.
5 There's none can know the Father right
But those who learn it from the Son:
Nor can the Son be well receiv'd
But where the Father makes him known."
6 Then let our souls adore our God,
Who deals his graces as he please;
Nor gives to mortals an account
Or of his actions or decrees.
|First Line:||There was an hour when Christ rejoic'd|
|Title:||The sovereignty of grace|
|Topic:||Grace: Sovereignty or|