Grace tills the soul, and sows the seeds,
Provides the sun and rain;
Till from the tender blade proceeds
The ripen’d harvest-grain.
‘Twas grace that call’d our souls at first;
By grace thus far we’re come;
And grace will help us through the worst,
And lead us safely home.
Hymn LXXXVI: “Reigning Grace,” The Works of the Rev. John Newton … to which are Prefixed Memoirs of His Life, Volume 2.