CCXLI. Sinner's Friend

1 Ye children of my God,
Ye dear peculiar race,
Who're wash'd in Jesus' blood,
And sav'd thro' faith by grace,
Attend and join to tell his Fame,
Whom John the Baptist call'd the Lamb.

2 From all eternity
He lov'd the sinner's train,
His love, him forc'd to die,
Compell'd him to be slain:
For us, and in our stead he stood,
With all his garments roll'd in blood.

3 His heart he set on us
When we were enemies;
And on th' accursed cross,
Amidst his tears and cries,
He pray'd for us, who us'd him so,
Father, they know not what they do!

4 He though upon us, when
The blood ran from his heart,
In all his grief and pain,
In all his chiefest smart:
Tho' we it caus'd, he all forgave,
And bare it, that he might us save.

5 Still he remains the same,
His foes he loves, and cries,
Believe ye in my name,
Lift up, ye lost, your eyes;
Behold me, and you yet shall live,
I freely will salvation give.

Text Information
First Line: Ye children of my God
Title: Sinner's Friend
Meter: P. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1792
Scripture: ;
Source: Whitfield's Coll.
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