John Newton

(24 July 1725 – 21 December 1807 / London, England)

A Brand Plucked Out Of The Fire - Poem by John Newton

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With Satan, my accuser, near
My spirit trembled when I saw
The Lord in majesty appear,
And heart the language of the law.

In vain I wish'd and strove to hide
The tatter'd, filthy rags I wore;
While my fierce foe insulting cry'd
See what you trusted in before!

Struck dumb, and left without a plea,
I heard my gracious Saviour say,
Know Satan, I this sinner free,
I died to take his sin away.

This is a brand which I, in love,
To save from wrath and sin design!
In vain thy accusations prove;
I answer all, and call him mine.

At his rebuke the tempter fled;
Then he remov'd my filthy dress;
Poor sinner, take this robe, he said,
It is thy Saviour's rightousness.

And see, a crown of life prepar'd!
That I might thus my head adorn;
I thought no shame or suff'ring hard,
But wore for thee a crown of thorn.

O how I heard these gracious words!
They broke and heal'd my heart at once;
Constrained me to become the Lord's,
And all my idol-gods renounce.

Now, Satan, thou hast lost thy aim,
Against this brand thy threats are vain;
JESUS has pluck'd it from the flame,
And who shall put it in again?


Comments about A Brand Plucked Out Of The Fire by John Newton

  • Chinedu Dike (1/10/2017 8:02:00 PM)


    An insightful depiction of the essence of Precious Blood Jesus, spilled in atonement for human sin. MY REDEEMER LIVETH! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010



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