Cast Down, but Not Destroyed
Though sore beset with guilt and fear,
I cannot, dare not, quite despair;
If I must perish, would the Lord
Have taught my heart to love his word?
Would he have giv’n me eyes to see
My danger, and my remedy,
Revealed his name, and bid me pray,
Had he resolved to say me nay?
No—though cast down I am not slain;
I fall, but I shall rise again;
The present Satan is thy hour,
But Jesus shall control thy pow’r:
His love will plead for my relief,
He hears my groans, he sees my grief;
Nor will he suffer thee to boast,
A soul, that sought his help, was lost.
’Tis true, I have unfaithful been,
And grieved his Spirit by my sin;
Yet still his mercy he’ll reveal,
And all my wounds and follies heal:
Abounding sin, I must confess,
But more abounding is his grace;
He once vouchsafed for me to bleed,
And now he lives my cause to plead.
I’ll cast myself before his feet,
I see him on his mercy–seat,
(’Tis sprinkled with atoning blood)
There sinners find access to God:
Ye burdened souls approach with me,
And make the Savior’s name your plea;
JESUS will pardon all who come,
And strike our fierce accuser dumb.
But his wife said unto him, If the LORD were pleased to kill us, he would not have received a burnt offering and a meat offering at our hands, neither would he have shewed us all these things, nor would as at this time have told us such things as these. (Judg 13:23)
Rejoice not against me, O mine enemy: when I fall, I shall arise; when I sit in darkness, the LORD shall be a light unto me. (Mic 7:8)
Moreover the law entered, that the offence might abound. But where sin abounded, grace did much more abound: (Rom 5:20)