| Text: | Power of Divine Love |
1 If GOD had bid his thunder roll,
And lightnings flash, to blast my soul,
I still had stubborn been:
But mercy has my heart subdu'd,
A bleeding Saviour I have view'd,
And now I hate my sin.
2 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,
Come take possession of thine own,
For thou hast set me free;
Releas'd from Satan's hard command,
See all my pow'rs in waiting stand,
To be employ'd by thee.
3 My will conform'd to thine would move,
On thee my hope, desire, and love,
In fix'd attention join;
My hands, my eyes, my ears, my tongue,
Have Satan's servants been too long,
But now they shall be thine.
4 And can I be the very same,
Who lately durst blaspheme thy name,
And on thy gospel tread?
Surely each one who hears my case,
Will praise thee, and confess thy grace
Invincible indeed!
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | If God had bid his thunders roll |
| Title: | Power of Divine Love |
| Meter: | Eights and Sixes |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1799 |
| Scripture: | |
| Topic: | Love: Divine |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |