By Grace Through Faith I Stand (Poem)

By Grace Through Faith I Stand

Empty me of pride
In both it's fatal forms 
That through success I might win you
Or by floundering make you scorn

Tis’ neither through stern resolve
Nor by lackadaisical plight 
That you make the rebel your son, 
And turn the calloused contrite

By grace alone I stand
In a righteousness unwrought by me
It cannot be lost by deeds or thoughts
Tis’ priceless, yet given for free

Pride would have me earn your love
Self-focus would have me doubt
Sin would keep me in the grave
But grace shall bring me out