John Kent, 1766-1843
There is a period known to God
When all His sheep, redeemed by blood,
Shall leave the hateful ways of sin,
Turn to the fold, and enter in.
At peace with Hell, with God at war,
In sin's dark maze, they wander far,
Indulge their lust, and still go on,
As far from God, as sheep can run.
But see how God's indulgent care
Attends their wanderings, here and there;
Still tracking them, wherever they stray,
With piercing thorns, to hedge their way.
When wisdom calls, they stop their ear,
And headlong seek, their mad career;
Judgments and mercies, can never sway,
Their roving feet, to wisdom's way.
Glory to God, they never shall rove,
Beyond the limits of His love;
Fenced with Jehovah's shalls and wills,
Firm as the everlasting hills.
The appointed time, rolls on apace,
To call effectually, by His grace;
To change the heart, renew the will,
And turn the feet, to Zion's hill. |
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