1 Not all the outward forms on earth,
Nor rites that God has given,
Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth,
Can raise a soul to heaven.
2 The sovereign will of God alone
Creates us heirs of grace;
Born in the image of his Son,
A new peculiar race.
3 Our quickened souls awake and rise
From the long sleep of death;
On heavenly things we fix our eyes,
And praise employs our breath.
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First Line: | Not all the outward forms on earth |
Title: | New Birth |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Topic: | Regeneration and Conversion |