789    7s     J. Hart
No Pardon out of Christ. Heb. 9. 22; Acts 4. 12

1 O ye sons of men, be wise;
  Trust no longer dreams and lies.
  Out of Christ, almighty power
  Can do nothing but devour.

2 God, you say, is good. ’Tis true,
  But he’s pure and holy too;
  Just and jealous in his ire,
  Burning with vindictive fire.

3 [This of old himself declared;
  Israel trembled when they heard.
  But the proof of proofs indeed
  Is, he sent his Son to bleed.

4 When the blessed Jesus died,
  God was clearly justified.
  Sin to pardon without blood
  Never in his nature stood.]

5 Worship God, then, in his Son;
  There he’s love and there alone;
  Think not that he will, or may,
  Pardon any other way.

6 [See the suffering Son of God
  Panting, groaning, sweating blood!
  Brethren, this had never been
  Had not God detested sin.]

7 Be his mercy, therefore, sought
  In the way himself has taught;
  There his clemency is such,
  We can never trust too much.

8 He that better knows than we,
  Bids us now to Jesus flee;
  Humbly take him at his word,
  And your souls shall bless the Lord.