English poem
[II.] Good Inferences. Rom. VIII.32, 33, 34, 39
by Cotton Mather (1663–1728)
God, in His Love to man, don't spare His own Beloved Son; But gives Him up, the Curse to bear, For mans Redemption.
Since He hath now for Sinners done That Greatest Thing, we know, On us, He won't count any One Too Great, for to bestow.
Gods chosen who now can Arraign Whom God hath Justify'd? And who shall dare Those to Condemn, For whom His Christ hath Dy'd?
Dy'd! Yea, and Rising from the Dead, At the Right-Hand of God, He Sits in Glorious Pow'r, to Plead The Merits of His Blood.
Us from such Love of God as This, A Love so Free and Great, In our Lord Jesus Christ, there is Nothing shall Separate.