1 Faith— 'tis a precious grace,
Where'er it is bestow'd!
It boasts of a celestial birth,
And is the gift of God!
2 Jesus it owns a king,
An all-atoning priest;
It claims no merit of its own,
But finds it all in Christ.
3 To him it leads the soul,
When fill'd with deep distress;
Flies to the fountain of his blood,
And trusts his righteousness.
4 Since 'tis thy work alone,
And that divinely free,
Lord, send the Spirit of thy Son
To work this faith in me.
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First Line: | Faith— 'tis a precious grace |
Title: | Faith |
Author: | Beddome |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
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Topic: | Graces |