English poem
The Law and Gospel. (annext to a Sermon on Gal. iii. 9, 10. Aug. 19, 1750.)
by Anonymous
With conscious Fear and humble Awe, I view the Terrors of the Law; Condemn'd at that tremendous Bar, I shrink, I tremble, and Despair.
But hark! Salvation in my Ears Sounds sweetly, and dispells my Fears: JESUS appears, and by His Cross Fulfils His Father's broken Laws.
JESUS! a SAVIOUR! dearest Name! By Him alone Salvation came; Terror, Destruction and Despair, Where e'er I look besides, appear.
Adam, my Head and Father fell, And sunk his Offspring down to Hell: And the dread Sword of Justice waits, To guard me from the heav'nly Gates.
Unnumber'd Crimes of dreadful Names Call loud for everlasting Flames; And all the Duties I have done Can neither merit, nor attone.
Yet weak and guilty as I am, I fix my trust on JESUS' Name. JESUS, whose Righteousness alone Can for the deepest Crimes attone.
On HIM, my Soul, on HIM rely; The Terms are fixt—BELIEVE, or DIE. Thee let the Glorious Gospel draw, Or perish by the fiery Law.