Gen_15:18
Thus was the fear of Abram cured by the covenant: let us ever resort to the same remedy.
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Tis mine the covenant of grace,
And every promise mine;
All flowing from eternal love,
And sealed by blood divine.
On my unworthy, favour’d head,
Its blessings all unite;
Blessings more numerous than the stars,
More lasting and more bright.
That covenant the last accent claims
Of this poor faltering tongue;
And that shall the first notes employ
Of my celestial song.
Evening