Hymn 1:100 [Not To Condemn The Sons Of Men]

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Title:     Hymn 1:100 [Not To Condemn The Sons Of Men]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

Believe and be saved, John 3. 16 17 18.

Not to condemn the sons of men
Did Christ, the Son of God, appear;
No weapons in his hands are seen,
No flaming sword, nor thunder there.

Such was the pity of our God,
He lov'd the race of man so well,
He sent his Son to bear our load
Of sins, and save our souls from hell.

Sinners, believe the Saviour's word,
Trust in his mighty name and live;
A thousand joys his lips afford,
His hands a thousand blessings give.

But vengeance and damnation lies
On rebels who refuse the grace;
Who God's eternal Son despise
The hottest hell shall be their place.

[The end]
Isaac Watts's poem: Hymn 1:100 [Not To Condemn The Sons Of Men]

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