CCCXXVI. Christians begotten to GOD as the First-Fruits of his Creatures.

NOW to that sov'reign Grace,
Whence all our Comforts spring,
Let the whole new-begotten Race
Their chearful Praises bring.

His Will first made the Choice;
His Word the Change hath wrought;
In him our Father we rejoice,
Nor be the Name forgot.

LORD, for this matchless Love,
Thou mak'st thy Children see,
May we from all thy Creatures prove
As the First-fruits to Thee.

Sacred to Thee alone
Be all these Pow'rs of mine,
Then in the noblest Sense mine own,
When most entirely Thine.