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.