It’s been a busy stretch for me recently, and I’ve had a bunch of other writing projects that have prevented me from sharing any musings or cultural perspective (but believe me I’ve had them, and hopefully they’ll be forthcoming)! However, to satiate any desire for some rich, Gospel truth, here is a precious hymn I read this morning by the master Hymn-writer, Isaac Watts. Oh, how I long for the evangelical church to return to singing such rich doctrine:
Once ’twas a seat of dreadful wrath,
And shot devouring flame;
Our God appeared “consuming fire,”
And Vengeance was His Name.
Rich were the drops of Jesus’ blood
That calmed His frowning face,
That sprinkled o’er the burning throne,
And turned the wrath to grace.
Now we may bow before His feet,
And venture near the Lord;
No fiery cherub guards His seat,
Nor double-flaming sword.
The peaceful gates of heav’nly bliss
Are opened by the Son;
High let us raise our notes of praise,
And reach th’almighty throne.
To Thee ten thousand thanks we bring,
Great Advocate on high;
And glory to th’eternal King,
That lays His fury by.