We are nothing,
But our God is Something.
There is no one like Him,
In His halls we weep yet lean.
He forgave our sin,
By grace, He let us in.
Now we belong to Him,
We are sure to win.
We hold on to nothing,
But the hope of His coming.
We live solely for Him,
We can't do anything without Him.
We let Him do His Thing,
In Him, we place everything.
He is our Master and King
We bow and worship Him!
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
A Chant Of God's Elect
Categories:
Doctrine of Regeneration,
God's Grace,
Poems,
Total depravity of man
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