Text: John 3:15-16; Isaiah 53; Romans 4:24-25; 1 Peter 3:18
In evil long I took delight,
Unawed by shame or fear,
Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopped my wild career.
I saw One hanging on a tree,
In agonies and blood;
He fixed His languid eyes on me,
As near His cross I stood.
Shall I forget that look!
It seemed to charge me with His death,
Though not a word He spoke.
"I freely all forgive;
This blood is for thy ransom paid;
I die that thou mayest live."
In all its blackest hue,
Such is the mystery of grace,
It seals my pardon too!
*** Written by John Newton ***
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