My pride was humbled, and I hung my head,
And often wish'd myself amongst the dead.
26 How vain the world has since appear'd to me,
God sent a rod to point me to the tree,

Where Jesus died to ransom all his sheep,

For through his blood salvation is complete. 27 Since God has thus been pleas'd to make me poor, He's often brought me nearer to his door,

Now all my self-sufficiency is gone,

I only have my God to rest upon.

28 For when I thought my mountain stood unshaken, How soon, alas! I found myself mistaken, "Twas self I trusted in, and not my God, Because he lov'd me he has sent the rod. 29 Now, bless his name, I'm brought to live on him, I'm made to feel the sad effects of sin,

Ten thousand times I've run away from God, He fetch'd me back, but with a Father's rod. 30 Now my proud heart is humbled in the dust, 'Tis on his grace alone I dare to trust,

He overrules my sorrows and my cares,

Watches my steps, and numbers all my hairs. 31 For when he made his providence to smile, I boasted in my corn, and wine, and oil, But never saw the blessed hand that gave it, My Father saw it best I should not have it. 32 'Twas what my Father gave he took away, On him I wish to trust from day to day, And when in trouble on my God I'll call, I found not him until I lost my all. 33 He casteth down, but he lifts up again, The losses I have had were not in vain, 'Till then I was a poor self-righteous fool, Till I was brought to tribulation's school. 34 Till then I never knew the plague of sin, I never felt the cursed thing within, br.

I thought I'd been a christian many years,
For I had pray'd a thousand times in tears.
35 I thought my tears would wash away my crimes,
This was my popish doctrine in these times,

But now I know 'tis not my pray'rs or tears,
I had no other creed for many years.

36 But now the Lord has taught my soul the way, 'Tis not because I either fast or pray,

I have no hand in what the Lord has done,
Salvation is alone through God the Son.
37 Until I found my way to Calv'ry's tree,
I always was in bondage, never free;
But when I saw my Jesus bleeding there,
I found I need no longer nurse despair.
38 For I believe what Christ did on the tree
Was fore-ordain'd; redemption, yes, for me;
And never 'till I saw this was the case,
I never saw salvation all of grace.

39 I thought there must be merit in my pray'rs,
Here thousand souls are held in Satan's snares,
Here I was held for many years a slave,

I thought for my repentance God would save. 40 Now God the Holy Ghost has taught me better, 'I've often been distress'd but knew not what's the matter,

Until I saw my Surety God the Son,

In whom he view'd me sav'd ere time begun. 41 This is the record God himself hath given, That life eternal is the gift of heaven,

To save God's chosen ones, and not one more,
And only these he brings to mercy's door.

42 He gives them grace to pray for what they have,
'Tis only saved souls cry out, Lord, save,
'Tis not a goat now turn'd into a sheep,
In Christ God's chosen ever stand complete.

43 Jehovah ever fix'd upon his plan,

And angels wonder at his love for man,
To choose them in his Son before they fell,
Christ paid their debts, not one could go to hell.
44 Lov'd with a changeless everlasting love,
Christ advocates their cause in heav'n above,
Upon the cross, salvation settled there,
At Calvary no sinner need despair.
45 And now I feel dispos'd to tell around
What in a precious Jesus I have found,

Some laugh and jeer, some call me Antinomian,
Because I will not pin my faith to no man.

46 Ye are complete in Him, God's word says so,
Man is not sav'd for what he say or do;

If Christ has paid my debt, I must be free, And that was done completely on the tree. 47 If Jesus died, it was that man might live, And God is just the sinner to forgive,

For Christ paid all the debt, or none at all, Christ knew the whole amount before the fall. 48 A man that's not in debt dreads no arrest,

Ten thousand magistrates can't break his rest,
He knows his Creditor is satisfied,

He knows his debts were paid when Jesus died. 49 Some say this is an Antinomian plan,

To own salvation free, then I'm the man, Though lost in Adam, I was sav'd before, Sav'd in the man whom heav'n and earth adore. 50 Sav'd in this way, Jehovah had decreed, Christ was arrested that I might be freed; He laid in prison, but he burst the tomb,

He seal'd the bond with blood and then went home. 51 This was the work he did, to make complete Salvation for Jehovah's chosen sheep;

This is the news my soul rejoice to tell,
That only Christ can save my soul from hell.

52 Self-righteous pharisees may call me Fool,
While they pretend to make the law their rule,
Although they break the law ten times a day,
They boast they keep the law, because they pray.
53 The law was made for just such men as these,
Salvation by it is not in God's decrees,

It shews mens' debts immense, and that is all,
But never sav'd a sinner since the fall.
54 But he that trusts in Jesus keeps the law,
For Christ's obedience was without a flaw;
God views his people holy in his Son,

For Christ and all his chosen are but one.
55 This is the theme my soul doth much admire,
Lord grant me grace to raise my notes still higher,
To sing of grace more sov'reign than the wind,
Christ paid my ransom price before I'd sin'd.
56 Thus fore-ordain'd to be just what I am,
All my vicissitudes were in the plan,
My destiny was fixt in God's decrees,

I live, and act, and move, just as he please. 57 That I should live beyond my three score years, That I should feel ten thousand doubts and fears, That I should be sometimes a happy man, That I should mourn and weep, was in the plan. 58 Caress'd by some, by others I'm contemn'd, By pharisees I'm utterly condemn'd,

The Arians and Socinians hate my creed, For they despise the Man who deign'd to bleed. 59 They cannot in atoning blood rejoice,

They cannot love the people of his choice,
A free redemption is approv'd by none
But those who are redeem'd by God the Son."
60 All glory to the great mysterious Three,
One God in essence from eternity,

Who laid the plan before the birth of time,
To give me faith to say, This God is mine.

61 If God should spare me through another year,
May Christ's salvation to my soul be dear;
If I should live to three score years and ten,
Christ be my portion now, my portion then.
62 Armininians say my creed is sad delusion,
That all my hopes will end in sad confusion,
I wonder not that they can jeer and mock
At those whose hopes are built upon a Rock.
63 There's many say that I shall one day fall,
But they forget I stand as safe as Paul,

For Paul was kept by grace, so all the sheep, They all must stand whom God engage to keep. 64 But of myself I'm poor and helpless still, Without my God I've neither pow'r nor will, He draws me by his grace, then I can run, 'Tis he maintains the work he has begun. 65 And since the Lord began that work in me, Ten thousand times I've prov'd salvation free, How oft my stock of grace has all run out, And I a slave in bondage, fear, and doubt. 66 Some talk of nature being sanctified, Whoever say so never have been tried, I am by nature still both vile and base, There's nothing conquers nature but free gracė, 67 But some there are who offer Christ to all,

And say, Dead sinners should obey the call,
God stands and knocks, and tries what he can do,
But they refuse, so God must let them go.

68 But some, more modest, try to mend the matter,
That God begins to love when we get better,
Of our five talents if we make them ten,
There is no fear but God will love us then.
69 Some others cry, Repent, repent to-day,
Lest God be weary and he turn away;
Thus God is disappointed, some men tell,
For God would save those souls that went to hell.