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A debtor to mercy alone,
Of covenant mercy I sing;
Nor fear, with Thy righteousness on,
My person and offering to bring.
The terrors of law and of God
With me can have nothing to do;
My Savior's obedience and blood
Hide all my transgressions from view

The work which His goodness began,
The arm of His strength will complete;
His promise is yea and amen,
And never was forfeited yet.
Things future, nor things that are now,
Not all things below nor above
Can make Him His purpose forego,
Or sever my soul from His love.

My name from the palms of His hands
Eternity will not erase;
Impressed on His heart it remains
In marks of indelible grace.
Yes, I to the end shall endure,
As sure as the earnest is given
More happy, but not more secure,
The glorified spirits in heaven.

This morning, Augustus Toplady's A Debtor to Mercy Alone reminds me of where my gaze ought to rest. It is not in my own goodness that I come to Christ, nor is it in my failure that I turn away; rather, it is by His mercy that I am brought near, and in His love that I am constrained to live. I've felt often as of late the goodness of God in making me know how unable I am to please Him on my own. Yet, the other side of that gracious teaching makes me all the more aware that He is indeed pleased with me, for within me He has seen fit to place the Spirit of His Son. That, dear friends, is the very pleasure Christ prayed for in John 17 when He asked that His joy would be in us, and that our joy would be made complete.

Do you feel God removing the pleasures you take in things other than Him? It is a most merciful thing that He does this!

posted by Bolo | 9:09 AM
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