79 S.M. Isaac Watts
The Glories of Adoption. 1 John 3. 1-3; Rom. 8. 15
1
Behold what wondrous grace
 
The Father has bestowed
 
On sinners of a mortal race,
 
To call them sons of God.
2
’Tis no surprising thing
 
That we should be unknown;
 
The Jewish world knew not their King,
 
God’s everlasting Son.
3
Nor does it yet appear
 
How great we must be made;
 
But when we see our Saviour there,
 
We shall be like our Head.
4
A hope so much divine
 
May trials well endure,
 
For we, as sons in Christ, are made
 
As pure as he is pure.
5
If in my Father’s love
 
I share a filial part,
 
Send down thy Spirit, like a dove,
 
To rest upon my heart.
6
We would no longer lie
 
Like slaves before thy throne;
 
Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
 
And thou the kindred own.