870.
[Shall I through prudent fear forbear?]
Go . . . tell . . . how great things the Lord hath, &c.
—v. 19.
Shall I through prudent fear forbear?
Or thankfully His grace declare
Who hath my sins forgiven?
His grace I will to all proclaim,
That all may praise my Saviour's name,
And earth be turn'd to heaven.
Now, Lord, at Thy command I go,
And to my friends the wonders show
Which Thou to me hast shown:
Thou hast Thy pardoning love reveal'd,
The fiend out of my heart expell'd,
And claim'd it for Thine own.
While thus I testify of Thee,
With genuine meek humility
Thy witness, Lord, inspire,
That all my friends may wake, and fear,
And listen, till Thyself they hear,
And catch the heavenly fire.
Didst Thou in me Thyself reveal,
That I Thy goodness might conceal,
Or boastingly proclaim?
No: but Thou wilt my wisdom be,
And give me true simplicity
To glorify Thy name.
Wherefore in confidence of grace,
I tell to all the ransom'd race
What Thou for me hast done,
That all the ransom'd race may find
The present Saviour of mankind,
And praise my God alone.
