<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350037" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hymn of Sovereign Grace</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Formed for thyself, and turned to thee,<br>Thy praises, Lord , I show;<br>No more, with sacrilegious pride,<br>I rob thee of thy due.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Divested of my fancied plumes,<br>I throw me at thy feet;<br>Nor, as a debt, thy favour claim,<br>But, as an alms, intreat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Repentance, holiness, and faith.<br>By which to thee we live,<br>Are not conditions we perform,<br>But graces we receive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thy Spirit does not offer life,<br>But raises from the dead;<br>And neither asks the sinner's leave,<br>Nor needs the sinner's aid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thy power, before the fruit is good,<br>Must first renew the tree;<br>We rise, and work the works of God,<br>When wrought upon by thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each grace of our celestial birth<br>From thy blest influence springs;<br>Which plants, and nourishes, and guards,<br>And to perfection brings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gardens of thine, enclosed and sealed,<br>Thou all our works hast wrought;<br>And wilt eternal peace ordain<br>For those thy blood hath bought.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Had not thy love laid hold on us,<br>We has not loved thee now;<br>Possess us quite, thou God of grace,<br>To whom our all we owe!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Augustus+Montague+Toplady">Augustus Montague Toplady</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350037" data-title="Hymn of Sovereign Grace de Augustus Montague Toplady" data-description="Formed for thyself, and turned to thee, Thy praises, Lord , I show; No more, with sacrilegious pride, I rob thee of thy due. Divested of my fancied plumes, I throw me at thy feet; Nor, as a debt, thy favour claim, But, as an alms, intreat. Repen..."></div> </div> </div>

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