2 Corinthians 6:18
Ye shall be My sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty.
Words: H. A. César Malan, Chants de Sion 1832, number 164 (Auprès d’un Nouveau-Né, Comme une Tendre Mère). Translated from French to English by Jane E. Arnold, Lyra Evange-lica (London: John F. Shaw, 1866), pages 91–92.
If you know where to get a good picture of Arnold (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
See, where a tender mother fondly bends,
With sweet affection o’er her first-born child!
And even thus our Father’s care extends
O’er all on whom His saving grace hath smiled.
Can He withdraw that everlasting love,
Which on His own redeemèd ones hath shone?
Or can that free, exhaustless grace remove
From those whom He hath chosen in His Son?
Shall the belovèd child His grace hath sealed,
Like a sad orphan dwell on earth forlorn?
Or would the way of life have been revealed,
And then a Father’s guiding hand withdrawn?
O child of God! confide in simple faith
In Him who watches o’er thee from the skies;
Sweetly repose on all thy Savior saith,
And still to Him lift up thy longing eyes.
Gracious Redeemer! teach my waiting heart
To trust in Thee, when anxious cares assail;
Thy voice of love can bid all grief depart,
My heavenly Shepherd’s care can never fail.