Then I am lost; yes lost, and that for ever; 'Twas but just now he talk'd of jail or dying, And now, alas! the man is got to lying. 160 He never knew 'till now what was within, He never yet had felt the plague of sin; What Peter vow'd he thought he could perform: Arminianism will never stand the storm. 161 Although poor Peter sunk in sad disgrace, Yet who will say that Peter fell from grace? For Jesus pray'd that Peter might not fall, The pray'r of Jesus did and must prevail. 162 Poor Peter never, never knew before, That nature was so helpless and so poor; The promises he made he meant to keep, But ah! one look from Jesus makes him weep. 163 I've often wish'd to feel what he felt then; O how must he adore the blessed Lamb; Well might he weep, he'd been a base denyer; O love divine that pardon'd such a liar! 164 Was this free grace? ah! let Arminians say, Christ saves mankind because they fast and pray; Poor Peter had done that, I dare declare, And yet can praying Peter lie and swear. 165 Let those who think they stand read this one case, Then say what saved Peter, works or grace: The Lord permitted Peter thus to fall, That I might know 'twas not by works at all. 166 Ten thousands now are just in Peter's case, Who trust to frames and feelings more than grace, Who keep their outsides clean, and that is all, Who never felt the ruins of the fall. 167 Were such as these within the high priest's hall, They'd do as Peter did, like Peter fall; For man's free will and outward reformation 168 The strongest saint would not one moment stand, Did not Jehovah hold him in his hand; 'Tis not of him that will, nor them that run, God keeps all those redeem'd by God the Son. 169 Lord, keep me then, will be the Christian's pray'r, 'Tis grace that brings the man to self despair; Poor Peter's pride was humbled in the dust, His vows, and pray'rs, and tears, no more he'll trust. 170 Is this the only solitary case? Is this the only proof of special grace? The man that's taught of God will answer, No, I'll own I'm freely sav'd, where'er I go. 171 Were David here, he'd own the very same; Were Peter here, he'd own no other name; Were Paul to come, he'd back the same opinion, Because in heav'n there is not one Arminian. 172 On earth there are ten thousands, I've no doubt; Where Jesus comes Arminians must turn out; The goods are all in peace 'till Jesus come; The mighty Conqueror is God the Son. 173 Where Jesus reigns there sin can reign no more, And Jesus saves the helpless and the poor: The rich, in their own vain imagination, Have never felt the want of free salvation. 174 I will rejoice, for that is not my case, For God has giv'n me grace to beg for grace; A beggar I must go to mercy's door, Since God pronounces blessings on the poor. 175 What I have written, many won't believe it; What I have writ, there's few that will receive it ; Poor helpless sinner, it will do for you. My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him. Psalm lxii. 5. 1 MY soul, wait thou only on God, For my expectations are there;` Were he not my prop and my stay, My soul must sink down in despair. 2 But he is my Rock of Defence, My Shelter, my Hope, and my Stay; He knows thy distresses and fears; Who measures my days and my tears. 4 My soul, wait thou only on Hm, Who turns all events for the best, Though wave seem to roll upon wave, 6 Then though he should slay all my hopes, My soul, wait thou only on him, And leave thy sad tale at his door. 7 Did ever one seek him in vain? If one such a case were made out, Then I should have reason to doubt. 8 My soul, wait thou only on him, And cast all thy care at his feet, Will never starve one of his sheep. 9 And as that was never the case, My soul cannot seek him in vain. 11 Lord, hast thou not promis'd thine aid, Those billows that roll o'er my soul Would plunge my poor soul in the deep. For mine eyes have seen the King, the Lord of Hosts. 1 MINE Isaiah vi. 5. eyes have seen the Lord of hosts, But who can see the Lord and live? 2 The God and Man, the Man and God, Well might he say, I am undone, 3 Ah! woe is me, I am undone; I've seen the King, the Lord of hosts, 4 He saw the glory Man set up, Who was ordain'd to be The glorious Mediator Man, 5 Before creation work began, The scheme was fully plan'd, That God should take a human form, 6 Eternal Jesus, God and Man, As man he bled and died, As God he spoil'd the pow'rs of hell, 7 The King of kings, the Lord of lords, The great Jehovah still, As made he died on Calv'ry's tree, 8 As Mediator Man complete, And Jesus was his name; As God in Christ, and Christ in God," 9 When was the mighty scheme contriv'd? Who brought the scheme about? It was Jehovah's only Son Was born, but to redeem. 10 Who in Jehovah's bosom lay, Before all time conceal'd; In time he took our flesh and blood, 'Twas then he was reveal'd. 11 Before this lower world was made, Before God's works of old, The God Man, Jesus, was set up, The prophets have foretold. 12 He was begotten ere the deeps Had broken up their spring; 13 This is the Jesus we adore, Who was, and is to come; S |