Jehovah pass'd by me and bid me to live, And said, Thy transgressions I freely forgive. 7 Am I a believer? When did I begin

To make myself holy and leave off to sin? When God's time was come I was born from the dead, Because I was chosen in Jesus my head. 8 Am I a believer? Then this is the reason, (Arminians may cavil, and call it high treason) "Twas all of free grace from the first to the last; Christ took all my sins, future, present, and past. 9 Am I a believer? 'Twas ordain'd so to be, Jehovah had plan'd it that I might go free: O let this then silence the Arminian strife, For my name was put down in the Lamb's book of life. 10 Am I a believer? Why sure it must be,

Because I believe Christ has suffer'd for me,
And paid down my debt with his own precious blood;
Then surely this faith is the gift of my God.
11 Am I a believer? It may be objected,

There's none can believe but Jehovah's elected,
As chosen of God in his counsels of old:

I

cry, Abba Father! whose love makes me bold. 12 Am I a believer? I prove it this way,

"Tis the ery of my spirit, Lord, teach me to pray : "Tis only believers that mourn unbelief,

And own they are sinners, of sinners the chief. 13 Am I a believer? As much so as Paul,

Who 'till Jesus met him was proud-hearted Saul; He was 'till that moment a poor soul deceiver; But he that made Paul, has made me, a believer. 14 Am I a believer? Then why am I thus ? For no unbeliever can ever feel worse; So hard, and so stupid, and so unbelieving, A heart so deceitful, so hard, and unfeeling. 15 Am I a believer? and yet feel so bad?

Such feelings would make an Arminian go mad,

Who never was wounded enough for to smart, Who never once felt the sad plague of the heart. 16 Am I a believer? Yes, 'tis my belief,

That I shall be saved as free as the thief;
Who, tho' he had nothing, no, nothing at all,
He had as much merit as Peter or Paul.

Marvel not, Ye must be born again. John iii. 7. 1 THE scriptures say, Ye must be born again; The preacher says so, yet he speaks in vain : 'Till God the Spirit comes, no one receives it; 'Till man is born again he can't believe it. 2 That learned man in Israel prov'd this true; He cavil'd at the doctrine, and so have you: Ye must be born again. How can it be? A man that's blind may guess, but cannot see. 3 The learned Nicodemus, that noted teacher, With many now would be a noted preacher; But what he learn'd at nature's polish'd school Was just enough to make the man a fool. 4 Ten thousand in this day have learn'd as much; They hear salvation preach'd, but cannot touch; For all man's human learning is in vain;

He knows not God, nor self, 'till born again.
5 The man that's born of God the Holy Spirit
Will never seek salvation by his merit;
All he can do is doing but in vain;
The man will own this fact when born again.
6 Tho' human learning sets man up à teacher,
Yet human learning never made a preacher;
It makes man proud, dogmatical, and vain,
But preach he cannot 'till he's born again.

7 How can he preach that knows not Christ the way?
How can he preach that knows not how to pray?
There's thousands try, but ah! they try in vain;
For man is dead until he's born again.

8 Can dead men pray? or can a dead man preach ? There's many for the fleece attempt to teach; While they are dead their preaching is in vain : 'Tis but few preachers that are born again. 9 But those God sends, he teaches what to say; By light divine he teaches them to pray; They preach of Christ, who sav'd us from the fall, And crown the God-man Jesus Lord of All! 10 They preach salvation all of sov'reign grace, To those selected from the human race, To those Jehovah fix'd his love upon; For them Christ died and is to glory gone.. 11 They preach salvation absolutely free, Salvation finish'd on the bloody tree;

They preach the way to glory by the cross; They preach all else but Christ as dung and dross. 12 They preach of man a ruin'd helpless creature; They preach of Christ the Lord the world's creator, Who took our nature: God becomes a man, Who died to bring about the glorious plan, 13 The plan laid out before the skies were built, That God should be a man, his blood be spilt; This was arrang'd by the eternal three,

That Christ should shed his blood on Calv'ry's tree. 14 They preach salvation now for ever done, All settled by Jehovah's equal Son;

The debt is paid: who urge a second bill? They must be sav'd, it is Jehovah's will. 15 Some learn to preach, and others learn to pray, Who never feel one word of what they say; 'Tis all in vain, they thus can do no good: And why? Because they are not sent of God. 16 Ah! many such as these are easy found, These locusts ev'ry where infest the ground, These hirelings of the day, who toil in vain, For man-made preachers are not born again.

17 But those who preach salvation full and free,
They preach redemption finish'd on Calv'ry's tree;
But those who preach man's merits, preach in vain ;
Those merit-mongers are not born again.

Lord, help me! Matt. xv. 25.

1 LORD, help me! was the pray'r of one
In sore and sad distress;

And where that woman sought relief,
There I would seek redress.
2 She cried, poor soul, and cried again,
And could no answer gain:

Why did she not give up her suit?
Her seeking seem'd in vain.

3 'Twas God that gave her faith to seek,
Tho' he no answer gave;

That God who put the cry within,
Determin'd had to save.
4 Although she meets a sad rebuff,

He

Where she expected help;
would not give the childrens' bread
To a poor Gentile whelp:
5 At last she begs but for the crumbs,
As the poor Gentiles' share:

No answer could she yet obtain;
And yet she don't despair.

6 No, Jesus knew what he would do;
He knew this woman well;

He meant to save her daughter too,
Yes, save them both from hell.

7 I am not sent to save all men;
It is Jehovah's choice;

The lost, and ruin'd, and undone :
This made her soul rejoice.

8 Upon this ground she urg'd her plea,
Lord, help me! was her pray'r;

Since Jesus came to save the lost,
I cannot now despair.

9 And where this woman sought relief,
"Twas there she found it too;

And there, my soul, in thy distress,
Lord, help me there to go.

10 And if I perish, I'm the first

That perish'd at his feet;

Eternal life is made secure

For all his ransom'd sheep.

11 When Jesus seems to hide his face,
Yet why should I despair?

Then go as this poor woman did,
And put up her short pray'r.

12 Short as it was, it made its way,
And reach'd Jehovah's ear:

I tell that man that cries, Lord, help!
His help is ever near.

It is well. 2 Kings iv. 26.

1- TIS well, and must indeed be well
With all the Lord has chose:

'Tis well, tho' troubles may abound,
Tho' hell and sin oppose.

2 'Tis well with those the Lord has call'd By his own special grace:

Should all the pow'r of hell oppose,
They shall complete their race.

3 'Tis well, for God has brought them out, And God will bring them in;

For Jesus has remov'd the curse,
And took away the sting.

4 'Tis well in troubles and distress,
And overwhelming sorrow;

For God has been my help to-day,
Will be my help to-morrow.