Scripture Verse

What think ye of Christ? Matthew 22:42

Introduction

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John Newton
1725–1807

Words: John New­ton, Ol­ney Hymns (Lon­don: W. Ol­iv­er, 1779), Book 1, num­ber 89.

Music: Green Fields, from The Pea­sant Can­ta­ta (Mer hahn en neue Ob­er­keet), by Jo­hann S. Bach, 1742. Ar­ranged by Lew­is Ed­son in The Cho­ris­ter’s Com­pan­ion (New Ha­ven, Con­nec­ti­cut: 1782) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Johann S. Bach
1685–1750

Lyrics

What think ye of Christ? is the test
To try both your state and your scheme;
You cannot be right in the rest,
Unless you think rightly of Him.

As Jesus appears in your view,
As He is belovèd or not;
So God is disposèd to you,
And mercy or wrath are your lot.

Some take Him a creature to be,
A man, or an angel at most;
Sure these have not feelings like me,
Nor know themselves wretched and lost:

So guilty, so helpless, am I,
I durst not confide in His blood,
Nor on His protection rely,
Unless I were sure He is God.

Some call Him a Savior, in word,
But mix their own works with His plan;
And hope He His help will afford,
When they have done all that they can:

If doings prove rather too light
(A little, they own, they may fail)
They purpose to make up full weight,
By casting His name in the scale.

Some style Him the pearl of great price,
And say He’s the fountain of joys;
Yet feed upon folly and vice,
And cleave to the world and its toys:

Like Judas, the Savior they kiss,
And, while they salute Him, betray;
Ah! what will profession like this
Avail in His terrible day?

If asked, what of Jesus I think?
Though still my best thoughts are but poor;
I say, He’s my meat and my drink,
My life, and my strength, and my store,

My shepherd, my husband, my friend,
My Savior from sin and from thrall;
My hope from beginning to end,
My portion, my Lord, and my all.