John 15: If a man abide not in Me, he is cast forth, &c

Ah! wretched souls, who once in grace
Who one in Thee were truly Thine,
But left for sin Thy righteous ways,
And shipwreck made of faith Divine,
By unbelief broke off from Thee,
They die in their apostasy!

Among the branches found no more,
Deprived of faith and life and love,
Abandon'd to the tempter's power,
Vilest of all the' apostates prove,
The sorest punishment require,
Cast into that eternal fire.

Saviour, reverse my righteous doom
Fallen, alas, from pardoning grace,
Yet do not in Thy wrath consume,
But give me still a longer space,
And graft again into the Vine,
And keep my soul for ever Thine.

While the power of faith I prove,
I still abide in Thee,
While Thy words, O Lord, I love,
Thy words abide in me:
Strangely on my mind impress,
That thence they never may depart;
Grave the truth of righteousness
for ever on my heart.

Fruit of faith and charity,
The prevalence of prayer,
Prayer, which all obtains from Thee,
Abundant fruit shall bear:
Prayer its principle maintains,
The faith by which our spirit lives,
All Thy promises it gains,
And all Thy life receives.

Praying on for faith's increase
In every grace we grow,
Reach the finish'd holiness,
And to perfection go;
One with Thee by faith and love
We ask and have whate'er we will,
Till we from the vale remove,
And find Thee on the hill.