OUR LOVE SO FAINT, THINE SO GREAT

The great hymn writer, Isaac Watts, once asked in a hymn: "Dear Lord, and shall we ever live at this poor dying rate? Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, and Thine to us so great?"

Likely so, unless God himself startles us and shakes us free from our complacency. Thus does Isaac Watts go on to write:

"Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, with all Thy quickening powers; come shed abroad a Savior’s love, and that shall kindle ours."