I.LXIV. Adoption

1 Behold what wond'rous grace
The Father has bestow'd
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them Sons of God!

2 'Tis no surprising thing,
That we should be unknown;
The Jewish world knew not their King,
God's everlasting Son.

3 Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made,
But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our head.

4 A hope so much divine
May trials well endure,
May purge our souls from sense and sin,
As Christ the Lord is pure.

5 If in my Father's love
I share a filial part,
Send down thy Spirit like a dove,
To rest upon my heart.

6 We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne;
Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.

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First Line: Behold what wondrous grace
Title: Adoption
Meter: S. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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