1 And shall we still be slaves,
And in our fetters lie,
When summon'd by a voice divine
T' assert our liberty?
2 Did the great Saviour bleed,
Our freedom to obtain?
And shall we trample on his blood,
And glory in our chain?
3 Shall we go on to sin,
Because thy grace abounds;
Or crucify the Lord again,
And open all his wounds?
4 Forbid it, mighty God!
Nor let it e'er be said,
That those, for whom thy Son has died,
In vice are lost and dead.
5 The man that durst despise
The law that Moses brought,
Behold! how terribly he dies
For his presumptuous fault.
6 But sorer vengeance falls
On that rebellious race,
Who hate to hear when Jesus calls,
And dare resist his grace.
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First Line: | And shall we still be slaves |
Meter: | S. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
Topic: | Christ: Sufferings and Death; Freedom in the death of Jesus |
Notes: | Public Domain. |