The Stennetts of England - Joseph Stennett - Hymn Poems

When sin had brought death, with a train

When sin had brought death, with a train
Of miseries on she guilty world;
And wretched man was doom'd to be
Into eternal darkness hurl'd;

Where the tormenting worm, that gnaws
The festering conicience, ne'er expires;
Where rotting brimstone always feeds
The ne'er-to-be-extinguish'd fires:

When justice wav'd the flaming sword
Of vengeance o'er the sinner's head;
The son of God slept in, and stay'd
The mortal stroke, and thus lie laid:

Tho all the offerings men can being
Can't for one single crime atone;
O God, I come to do thy will,
I'll bear their numerous sins alone.

A mortal nature I'll assume,
Human infirmities I'll wear,
Hunger, and thirst, and weariness,
Sorrows and paint I'll freely bear.

Reproaches, tho they'll break my heart,
I am resolv'd to undergo:
l'll suffer all that's on me laid
By God above, or men below.

Tho all th' infernal powers conspire
Mr great design to overthrow;
Thru showers of fiery darts from hell,
And thro death's horrid vale I'll go.

Thus said, the Father soon reply'd:
Content, I have a ransom found;
Dear son, to save a ruin'd world,
Ev'n thee I with delight shall wound.

Go execute thy brave resolves,
Thy sufferings shall rewarded be
Many thou shalt redeem, the rest
Shall all at last be judg'd by thee.

How precious arc these thoughts of thine.
How glorious, LORD, these acts of love
For these we sing thy praise below,
For these thou'rt better prais'd above.

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