Free Grace Poem by Maria Frances Cecilia Cowper

HAPPY soul, whoe'er thou be,
Who dwell'st with Christ in unity;
Happiest thou of human race,
Who know'st the sweets of sov'reign grace.
Whether on life's uneven road
Thou travel urg'd by sorrow's goad,
Or, by thy Maker's kindness led,
Through smoother paths at leisure tread,
Thy faith alike in both is tried,
And both to thee are sanctified:
A sinner still, but still forgiven,
Thou art the constant care of Heaven;
And spotless in Jehovah's sight,
Since Jesus bled to wash thee white.