and JESUS BEGAN TO WOO YOU to himself?
Tell me oh man, Tell me oh woman!
DON’T YOU KNOW OF A TIME
THE BLESSED SPIRIT OF GOD STRIPPED you of the fig-leaves of your own righteousness,
HUNTED YOU OUT of the trees of the garden of your performances,
FORCED YOU FROM the embraces of your old husband the law, and MADE YOU ABHOR your own righteousness, as so many filthy rags?
CAN YOU REMEMBER, after a long struggle with unbelief, Jesus appeared to you, as altogether lovely, mighty and willing to save?
AND CAN YOU REFLECT UPON A TIME, when your own stubborn heart was made to bend; and you were made willing to embrace him, as freely offered to you in the everlasting gospel?
AND CAN YOU NOT WITH UNSPEAKABLE PLEASURE REFLECT
On some HAPPY MOMENT
CERTAIN POINT OF TIME,
In which A SACRED SOMETHING (perhaps you could it not then well tell what)
DID CAPTIVATE AND FILL YOUR HEART?
SO THAT YOU COULD SAY,
In a RAPTURE OF HOLY SURPRISE,
ECSTACY OF DIVINE LOVE
“MY LORD AND MY GOD!”
“MY BELOVED IS MINE AND I AM HIS!”
“I KNOW THAT MY REDEEMER LIVES”
“MY MAKER IS MY HUSBAND!”
(Rev. George Whitefield).