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The Atonement

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excerpt from "The Atonement," by William Blane The Atonement was no business act In which the Savior did contract, To undergo so many pains, That He might cleanse so many's stains. He gave His all — His life's blood flowed To reconcile the World to God. 'Twixt God and man, to close the rent, The spotless Lamb of God was sent, If all the sins of Adam's race, With perfect justice to each case, In Heaven's balances were laid, They would be utterly outweigh'd By Jesus' death. The value lies All in th'infinite sacrifice: When Christ for man was crucified, Th' Creator for the creature died. . . . What means a universal call If there be not enough for all? As if the Saviour passed some by While He for others' sins did die, And that, though all are told to come, There's but provision made for some; Or that, in some mysterious way, God means not what the Scriptures say. Let hampered minds the...

Poem by William Blane

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The Sacred Hour   O tell me not of worldly lore And treasures of the earth! To him who draws from Heaven’s store They can be little worth. I sail a sea of Love divine, Unfathomed and unbound; I search a deep and wealthy mine Where gems of Heaven are found. The Spirit’s breezes gently blow That I may sail this sea; His is the light to search and show God’s deep, deep things to me. O Book of wondrous depths and heights, Of wisdom ever new, Which in ten thousand various lights Brings Jesus into view; Whatever truths in thee I trace New aspects meet mine eye, And of His glory and His grace Page unto page doth cry! Of Science and Philosophy I’ve heard the spreading fame; They’re broad and deep, and urged, they say, By many a pressing claim. ‘Tis said Philosophy hath charms Which prove celestial birth; That Science, with distended arms, Grasps heaven in grasping earth. I know not; neither have I tried Their claims to disallow; ...