Poems: With a Sketch of the Life and Experience of Annie R. Smith
Nor pay our broken vow.

While faithless, unrepentant,

We cannot be forgiven,

No mercy will be offered,

No home for us in Heaven.

As well give up to perish,

If we cannot deny

Our appetites and passions,

While Heavenly aid is nigh.

Soon there will be no promise

Of pardoning grace, now free.

Ere Jesus ceases pleading,

We must get victory.

Soon with no mediator

To help our ruined case,

The filthy must be filthy,

Beyond the reach of grace.

Baptism.

We fail not, when watching, our duty to know,

While Jesus makes out all our pathway below.


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