1 A form of words tho' e'er so sound
Can never save a soul,
The Holy Ghost must give the wound,
And make the wounded whole.
2 Though God's election is a truth,
Small comfort there I see,
Till I am told by GOD's own mouth,
That he has chosen me.
3 Sinners, I read, are justified,
By faith in JESUS' blood:
But when to me that blood's appli'd,
'Tis then I've peace with GOD.
4 Imputed righteousness I own
A doctrine most divine;
For JESIS to my heart makes known,
That all his merit's mine.
5 To perseverance I agree;
The thing to me is clear;
Because the LORD has promis'd me,
That I shall persevere.
6 Thus christians glorify the LORD;
His Spirit joins with ours,
In bearing Witness to his word,
With all its saving pow'rs.
|First Line:||A form of words tho' e'er so sound|
|Title:||The Kingdom of God, not in word, but in power|