“When I stand before the throne Dress’d in beauty not my own, When I see Thee as Thou art, Love Thee with unsinning heart, Then, Lord, shall I fully know – Not till then – how much I owe. Chosen not for good in me, Waken’d up from wrath to flee, Hidden in the Saviour’s […]
poetry
All Due to Grace
All that I was, my sin my guilt, My death was all mine own; All that I am, I owe to Thee, My gracious God, alone. The evil of my former state Was mine, and only mine; The good in which I now rejoice Is Thine, and only Thine. The darkness of my […]