This heart would still refuse Thee, hadst Thou not chosen me.
Thou from the sin that stained me hast cleansed and set me free;
Of old Thou hast ordained me, that I should live to Thee.
’Twas sov’reign mercy called me and taught my op’ning mind;
The world had else enthralled me, to heav’nly glories blind.
My heart owns none before Thee, for Thy rich grace I thirst;
This knowing, if I love Thee, Thou must have loved me first.
— Josiah Conder (1836)
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MizzE said...
Heav’nly glories. This is a wonderful tribute to Our heavenly Father and the power of His amazing Grace.
His unending love and mercy! Thank God for His mercy!!
Beautiful!
Beautiful; when I was in high school, I spent a fun week at a Christian camp where, at the end of the week, many campers stood to say that they had found God. When my turn came, I said the opposite - that God had found me. This poem says it better than I ever did, though.
Only in the last five years, julie, could I really understand this, after God found me and ripped the veil off my eyes...otherwise I was far too enthralled with the world and could never have loved Him as I do now...
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