Contents
« Prev | To the Rev. Mr. Whitefield | Next » |
To the Rev. Mr. Whitefield
Brother in Christ, and well-beloved, Attend, and add thy prayer to mine, As Aaron call’d, and inly moved, To minister in things Divine! |
Faithful, and often own’d of God, Vessel of grace, by Jesus used; Stir up the gift on thee bestow’d, The gift through hallow’d hands transfused. |
Fully thy heavenly mission prove, And make thy own election sure; Rooted in faith, and hope, and love, Active to work, and firm to endure. |
Scorn to contend with flesh and blood, And trample on so mean a foe; By stronger fiends in vain withstood, Dauntless to nobler conquests go. |
Go where the darkest tempest lowers; Thy foes, triumphant wrestler, foil; Thrones, principalities, and powers Engage, o’ercome, and take the spoil. |
The weapons of thy warfare take; With truth and meekness arm’d, ride on; Mighty through God, hell’s kingdom shake, Satan’s strongholds, through God, pull down. |
Humble each vain aspiring boast; Intensely for God’s glory burn; Strongly declare the sinner lost; SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS o’erturn, o’erturn. |
Tear the bright idol from his shrine, Nor suffer him on earth to dwell, To usurp the place of Blood Divine, But chase him to his native hell. |
Be all into subjection brought; The pride of man let faith abase, And captivate his every thought, And force him to be saved by grace. |
« Prev | To the Rev. Mr. Whitefield | Next » |