Saviour of all, by God design'd

Saviour of all, by God design'd
Our loss of Eden to retrieve,
Mighty Restorer of mankind,
In whom we all, though dead, may live, —

In rapture lost, on Thee I gaze,
Thy universal goodness prove,
Adore the riches of Thy grace,
And triumph in Thy boundless love.

Rest to my soul I now have found,
My interest in Thy blood I see;
On this my confidence I ground,
Who died for all hath died for me.

For we, for me the Saviour died!
Surely Thy grace for all is free:
I fed it now by faith applied;
Who died for all hath died for me.

No dire decree obtain'd Thy seal,
Or fix'd the' unalterable doom,
Consign'd my unborn soul to hell,
Or damn'd me from my mother's womb.

Who that beholds Thy lovely face
Can doubt if all Thy grace may share?
So strong the lines of general grace —
Grace, grace is all that's written there.

Loving to every man Thou art:
Sinners, ye all His grace may prove;
He bears you all upon His heart;
God is not hate, but God is /we.