1 What think ye of Christ? is the test
To try both your state and your scheme;
You cannot be right in the rest,
Unless you think rightly of Him.
2 As Jesus appears in your view,
As He is belovèd or not;
So God is disposèd to you,
And mercy or wrath are your lot.
3 Some take Him a creature to be,
A man, or an angel at most;
Sure these have not feelings like me,
Nor know themselves wretched and lost:
4 So guilty, so helpless, am I,
I durst not confide in His blood,
Nor on His protection rely,
Unless I were sure He is God.
5 Some call Him a Savior, in word,
But mix their own works with His plan;
And hope He His help will afford,
When they have done all that they can:
6 If doings prove rather too light
(A little, they own, they may fail)
They purpose to make up full weight,
By casting His name in the scale.
7 Some style Him the pearl of great price,
And say He’s the fountain of joys;
Yet feed upon folly and vice,
And cleave to the world and its toys:
8 Like Judas, the Savior they kiss,
And, while they salute Him, betray;
Ah! what will profession like this
Avail in His terrible day?
9 If asked, what of Jesus I think?
Though still my best thoughts are but poor;
I say, He’s my meat and my drink,
My life, and my strength, and my store,
10 My shepherd, my husband, my friend,
My Savior from sin and from thrall;
My hope from beginning to end,
My portion, my Lord, and my all.
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