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My God, shall sin its power maintain

My God, shall sin its power maintain

Translator: John Brownlie (1911)
Published in 1 hymnal

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My God, shall sin its power maintain,
And in my soul defiant live!
’Tis not enough that Thou forgive,
The cross must rise, and self be slain.

Then in my life Thy love reveal,—
As by The Christ Who bore the cross,
So by my sacrifice and loss,
And by the bitter pangs I feel.

O God of love, Thy love declare,—
’Tis not enough that Christ should die,
I too, with Him, in death must lie,
And in my death His anguish share.

Lord, is it nothing now, to Thee?—
Yea, it is much, that well I know,
For Thou hast memory of the woe
That filled Thy soul at Calvary.

And Thou wilt come with gracious aid,
When, burdened on the awful road,
I fall beneath the grievous load
Upon my fainting spirit laid.

Nor let me feel Thou hast no care,
Though arrows fly, and darkness fall;
Sin must be slain, but when I call
Thou art attentive to my prayer.

O God of love, Thy power disclose,—
’Tis not enough that Christ should rise,
I, too, must seek the brightening skies,
And rise from death, as Christ arose.

And from the cross, and to the grave
Descend; and when the morning breaks,
To life anew the soul awakes
That sin nor death shall e’er enslave.

The cross is love: the Christ’s, and mine;—
’Tis life to die, and death to live,
And not enough that God forgive,
If I would live the life divine.

Hymns from the Morningland, 1911

Translator: John Brownlie

Brownlie, John, was born at Glasgow, Aug. 6, 1859, and was educated at Glasgow University, and at the Free Church College in the same city. In 1884 he was licensed by the Presbytery of Glasgow; in 1885 he became Assistant Minister of the Free Church, Portpatrick, and on the death of the Senior Minister in 1890 he entered upon the full charge of the Church there. He has interested himself in educational matters, became a Member of the local School Board in 1888, a governor of Stranraer High School in 1897, and Chairman of the governors in 1901. His hymnological works are:— 1. The Hymns and Hymnwriters of the [Scottish] Church Hymnary, 1899. This is a biographical, historical, and critical companion to that hymnal, and is well done and… Go to person page >

Text Information

First Line: My God, shall sin its power maintain
Translator: John Brownlie (1911)
Publication Date: 1911
Copyright: This text in in the public domain in the United States because it was published before 1923.