197    104th     Augustus Toplady
Invincible Grace. Ps. 110. 3; Tit. 3. 5

1 How mighty thou art, O Lord, to convert;
  Thou only couldst conquer so stubborn a heart,
  For thy love to lost man alone could constrain
  So stiff-necked a rebel to love thee again.

2 Through thee I embrace the ransoming grace,
  Of him who has suffered and died in my place,
  Though I strove to withstand the force of thy hand,
  Thy Spirit would conquer, and I was constrained.

3 In vain I withstood, and fled from my God,
  For mercy would save me through Jesus’s blood.
  I felt it applied, and I joyfully cried,
  Me, me thou hast loved, and for me thou hast died.

4 For sinners like me thy mercy is free,
  Who hunger and thirst for redemption by thee.
  Lord, gather in more; make this the glad hour;
  Compel them to yield in the day of thy power.