Thou hast ascended on high, thou hast led captivity captive:
thou hast received gifts for men; yea, for the rebellious also,
that the LORD God might dwell among them.
Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits,
even the God of our salvation. Selah.
(Psalms 68:18-19)
Grace flowing, abounding to us, Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
O, how great God's goodness
What longsuffering kindness
The mountains surround us
The hills melt, the wine drops
In mercy and truth, plenteous
His feast, fat and bounteous
Healing wounds, freeing the captives
Oil pouring, beauty for ashes
Forget not Him who loads us
Loads us daily with His benefits
Our sacrifice and high priest, Christ Jesus
Justifying and sanctifying grace
Grace flowing, abounding to us
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our rebellion, His obedience
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our sin, His righteousness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our evil, His goodness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our curse, His blessedness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our profane, His precious
Gifts of men, yea, the rebellious
For our crime, His forgiveness
Gifts of men, yea, the rebellious
For our guilt, His innocence
Gifts of men, yea, the rebellious
For our filth, His holiness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our death, His liveliness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our plague, His exuberance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our grief, His condolence
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our shadows, His effulgence
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our gloom, His brilliance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our night, His radiance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our tears, His jubilance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our fret, His cheerfulness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our shake, His steadiness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our hardship, His richness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our lack, His sustenance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our frailty, His fitness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our weakness, His chariots
Gifts of men, yea, the rebellious
For our thirstings, His fullness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our hunger, His choicest
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our famine, His fatness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our lean, His opulence
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
for our vile, His delicious
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our bitter, His sweetness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our toxic, His fragrance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our fright, His assurance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our arid, His freshness
Gifts of men, yea, the rebellious
For our sluggish, His vibrance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our ice, His zealousness
Gifts of men, yea, the rebellious
For our dearth, His abundance
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our gall, His faithfulness
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our doubtings, His promise
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
For our solus, Himself
O, how great God's goodness
What longsuffering kindness
The mountains surround us
The hills melt, the wine drops
In mercy and truth, plenteous
His feast, fat and bounteous
Healing wounds, freeing the captives
Oil pouring, beauty for ashes
Forget not Him who loads us
Loads us daily with His benefits
Our sacrifice and high priest, Christ Jesus
Justifying and sanctifying grace
Grace flowing, abounding to us
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
In this strong city, in the wilderness
Bless the Lord for all His benefits
Though we face a death sentence
Showers fall at His presence
Gifts for prodigals through the cross
Flaming love, His name is jealous
In bold assurance, draw near, find Him gracious
He ever lives to confirm His inheritance
All day long His hands stretch to us
Covenant mercies always for us
Our Beloved will come and visit us
Springing with essential sustenance
He who revives the waste place
Will not long hide His lovely face
Wait, I say, wait on Him with patience
See Him march through the wilderness
Breathing peace, lifting His countenance
Making His face to shine upon us
Dew of heaven will drop, your soul He will refresh
Fire in the heart bearing familial witness
Not one word will ever fail of His good promise
Taste and see, be satisfied with His presence
Serve Him with godly fear and reverence
Sing out, you saints, make His praise glorious
Children, what other love can compare to His?
Bless Jehovah, Father of the fatherless
O, how great God's goodness
What longsuffering kindness
The mountains surround us
The hills melt, the wine drops
In mercy and truth, plenteous
His feast, fat and bounteous
Healing wounds, freeing the captives
Oil pouring, beauty for ashes
Forget not Him who loads us
Loads us daily with His benefits
Our sacrifice and high priest, Christ Jesus
Justifying and sanctifying grace
Grace flowing, abounding to us
Gifts for men, yea, the rebellious
O, Lord Jesus, great Savior, we are rebellious
We are great sinners, have mercy upon us
* * *
But we had the sentence of death in ourselves,
that we should not trust in ourselves,
but in God which raiseth the dead...
(II Corinthians 1:9)
* * *
"Your command limits my attention, at present, to a part of your letter and points me out a subject: yet, at the same time, you lay me under a difficulty I would not willingly offend you, and hope the Lord has taught me not to aim at saying handsome things. I deal not in compliments: and religious compliments are the most unseemly of any. But why might I not express my sense of the grace of God manifested in you as well as in another? I believe our hearts are alike, destitute of every good, and prone to every evil. Like money from the same mint, they bear the same impression of total depravity. But grace makes a difference and grace deserves the praise. Perhaps it might not greatly displease you, that others do, and must, and will think better of you, than you of yourself. If I do, how can I help it when I form my judgment entirely from what you say and write? I cannot consent that you should seriously appoint me to examine and judge of your state. I thought you knew, beyond the shadow of a doubt, what your views and desires are: yea, you express them in your letter, in full agreement with what the Scripture declares of the principles, desires, and feelings of a Christian. It is true that you feel a contrary principle; that you are conscious of defects and defilements; but it is equally true that you could not be right, if you did not feel these things. To be conscious of them, and humbled for them, is one of the surest marks of grace; and to be more deeply sensible of them than formerly, is the best evidence of growth in grace. But when the enemy would tempt us to doubt and distrust, because we are not perfect, then he fights not only against our peace, but against the honour and faithfulness of our blessed Lord. Our righteousness is in him; and our hope depends not upon the exercise of grace in us, but upon the fulness of grace and love in Him, and upon his obedience unto death."There is a difference between the holiness of a sinner and that of an angel. The angels have never sinned; nor have they tasted of redeeming love, they have no inward conflicts, no law of sin warring in their members. Their obedience is perfect, their happiness complete. Yet if I be found among redeemed sinners, I need not wish to be an angel. Perhaps God is not less glorified by your obedience, and, not to shock you, I will add, by mine, than by Gabriel's. It is a mighty manifestation of his grace, indeed, when it can live, and act, and conquer in such hearts as ours; when in defiance of an evil nature, and an evil world, and all the force and subtlety of Satan, a weak worm is still upheld, and enabled not only to 'climb' but to 'thresh' the mountains; when a small spark is preserved through storms and floods. In these circumstances the work of grace is to be estimated, not merely from its imperfect appearance, but from the difficulties it has to struggle with and overcome. And therefore our holiness does not consist in great attainments, but in spiritual desires; in hungerings, thirstings, and mournings; in heart humiliation, poverty of spirit, submission, meekness; in cordial admiring thoughts of Jesus, and dependence upon him alone for all we want. Indeed, these may be said to be great attainments; but they who have most of them, are most sensible that they, in and of themselves, are nothing have nothing, can do nothing, and see daily cause for abhorring themselves, and repenting in dust and ashes.
My memory is nearly gone;
but I remember two things;
That I am a great sinner, and
that Christ is a great Saviour.
(John Newton)
Scripture quotations from the King James Version of the Holy Bible.
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