Isaac Watts

Hymn 127

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Circumcision and baptism.

Thus did the sons of Abram pass
Under the bloody seal of grace;
The young disciples bore the yoke,
Till Christ the painful bondage broke.

By milder ways doth Jesus prove
His Father's cov'nant, and his love
He seals to saints his glorious grace,
And not forbids their infant race.

Their seed is sprinkled with his blood,
Their children set apart for God
His Spirit on their offspring shed,
Like water poured upon the head.

Let every saint with cheerful voice
In this large covenant rejoice;
Young children in their early days
Shall give the God of Abram praise.

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