5541 John 3:1-3SM
    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 here,
    We shall be like our Head.
4      A hope so much divine
    May trials well endure,
May purge our souls from sense and sin,
    As Christ the Lord 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      I would no longer lie
    A slave beneath the throne;
My faith shall, ‘Abba, Father,’ cry,
    And Thou the kindred own.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748