Grace of the Lord Jesus, it is Sufficient

Verse 1

My God, since I can call thee mine, And mine thou surely art; Why should I ever once repine, In language, or in heart.

Verse 2

Alas! the cause is clearly seen, From whence these murm'rings rise; My parents sold me under sin, How deep the evil lies!

Verse 3

Within my members there's a law, That wars against my mind, Which strives my spirit still to draw From thee, the good, and kind.

Verse 4

With buffetting my soul is sore, But this is Satan's part; The thorn within the flesh, still more, Inflicts the poignant smart.

Verse 5

Great God! attend thy suppliant's pray'r, Whilst I for succour call! And pour into thy servant's ear The words thou spak'st to Paul.

Verse 6

Then in thy grace secure I'll rest, 'Twill be sufficient found; 'Till caught from earth to heav'n, I'm blest, With life, and glory crown'd.