Mark 9: Great Judge, and Lawgiver supreme

Great Judge, and Lawgiver supreme,
Shall man Thine attributes deny,
Thy sovereign righteousness blaspheme,
Or give Thine awful truth the lie?
With reason's line we cannot prove
Thy judgment's infinite abyss,
But trust to' inherit through Thy love
A whole eternity of bliss.
Thrice solemn, thrice repeated word,
For all who at Thy bar are cast!
Most merciful, most righteous Lord,
Thy justice, as Thy grace, shall last:
But all that now invoke Thy name.
That trust Thy bleeding sacrifice,
Shall flee with us the quenchless flame.
Shall 'scape the worm that never dies.
980, If the salt have lost his laltness, wherewith, dr c. — 'w. 50.

I OWN, alas, my desperate case!
Then, then I lost the salt of grace,
When from the faith I fell.
But can I never be renew'd?
And must the righteous wi'ath of God
My sure damnation seal?

Wherewith shall I be season'd now?
The Advocate of sinners Thou
To Thy own word reply:
Or if Thou canst no more forgive.
My doom I at Thy feet receive.
And here resolve to die.