THERE IS AN HOUR KNOWN TO GOD
(Tune: From Every Stormy Wind That Blows #355 LM)
There is an hour known to God
When all His sheep, redeemed by blood,
Shall by almighty grace be called
And brought into the Shepherd’s fold.
In league with hell, at war with God,
They run along destruction’s road,
Give vent to every lust unclean,
And stray as far as lost sheep can.
But grace pursues the wand’ring sheep
And everywhere protects their feet.
Glory to God, they shall not rove
Beyond His everlasting love!
They will not come. They will not bow.
They will not heed the gospel call.
But still God’s purpose moves along.
His “shalls” and “wills” He will have done.
He brings His chosen to the place,
At the hour ordained for peace
Not to propose, but save by grace,
And works the wonders of His grace.
The heart that would not bow will melt
When God’s almighty touch is felt.
The will, like clay, the Potter molds,
And bring His sheep into His fold!