Acts: Lord, whoe'er resist Thy will

Lord, whoe'er resist Thy will,
By opposing it fulfil;
Compassing their own design,
Blindly they accomplish Thine,
Contradict their own intent,
Cause the good they never meant.

Sinners' hearts are in Thy hand,
Subjected to Thy command,
Free and uncontroll'd in ill
When Thine only Son they kill,
Then they serve Thy love's decree,
Do the thing ordain'd by Thee.

Prince of life, for sinners slain,
Who Thy passion can explain?
Love, and hatred in excess,
Human, hellish wickedness
With celestial goodness join,
With philanthropy Divine!

Earth and heaven and hell agree
Nailing Jesus to the tree,
All conspire for human good
Shedding my Redeemer's bloo'd,
Blood which first my pardon buys,
Speaks me then to paradise.