The Voices of Free Grace
By Hoge
It is marvelous and beautiful to observe how various are the voices of free grace. “I am thirsty,” says one. “Come to the waters,” she cries. “I am hungry,” says another. “Then eat ye that which is good,” she says, “and let your soul delight itself in fatness.” “But I am poor, and have nothing to buy with.” “Come buy wine and milk without money and without price.” “We are weary,” sigh the laborers in the sun-beaten fields. “Come unto me,” breathes her answer like a breeze from the waters, “and I will give you rest.” “Cast thy burden on the Lord, and he will sustain thee,” she whispers to the pilgrim ready to faint. “Behold the fountain,” she cries to the guilty; “the fountain opened for sin and uncleanness.” To the lost she cries, “I am the way;” to the ignorant, “I am the truth;” to the dying, “I am the life.”—Hoge.