Too many, LORD, abuse thy grace

The words

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   Stanza 1. Too many, LORD, abuse thy grace,In this licentious day;And while they boast they see thy face,They turn their own away.

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   Stanza 2. Thy Book displays a gracious lightThat can the blind restore;But these are dazzled by the sight,And blinded still the more.

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   Stanza 3. The pardon, such presume upon,They do not beg, but steal;And when they plead it at thy throne,O, where’s the Spirit’s seal?

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   Stanza 4. Was it for this, ye lawless tribe,The dear Redeemer bled;Is this the grace the saints imbibeFrom CHRIST the living head?

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   Stanza 5. Ah Lord, we know thy chosen fewAre fed with heav’nly fare;But these, the wretched husks they chew,Proclaim them what they are.

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   Stanza 6. The liberty our hearts imploreIs not to live in sin;But still to wait at wisdom’s door,Till mercy calls us in.

Olney Hymns (1779), Book 3, Hymn 72. William Cowper. Public domain. CCEL transcription with modernized spelling. www.praylock.com/olney-hymns/3-72