"I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine." Solomon's Song 6:3
'Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought; Do I love the Lord, or no? Am I His, or am I not?
If I am, why am I thus? Why this dull and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard His name!
Could my heart so hard remain, Pray'r a task and burden prove; Ev'ry trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love?
When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild; Fill'd with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child?
If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do; You that love the Lord indeed, Tell me, Is it so with you?
Here is the first of two messages on the ground of a Christian's assurance of salvation. |