One of my favorites is a poetic song as a parable by Mohican Indian Samson Occum
He came to Christ under George Whitefield around 1740. Beautiful song or parable. I would call you must be born again awaked from the dead given by grace new converted spirit life
After I was awakened & converted, Awaked by Sinai’s awful sound, A little long but I think "Ke-mo sah-bee worth it .
LOL Gotta love Tonto still m favorite super duper peace hero
Awaked by Sinai’s awful sound,
My soul in bonds of guilt I found,
And knew not where to go;
Eternal truth did loud proclaim,
The sinner must be born again,
Or sink to endless woe.
Amazed I stood, but could not tell
Which way to shun the gates of hell,
For death and hell drew near;
I strove, indeed, but strove in vain;
The sinner must be born again
Still sounded in my ear.
When to the law I trembling fled,
It poured its curses on my head;
I no relief could find.
This fearful truth increased my pain;
The sinner must be born again
O’erwhelmed my tortured mind.
Again did Sinai’s thunders roll,
And guilt lay heavy on my soul,
A vast oppressive load;
Alas, I read and saw it plain,
The sinner must be born again,
Or drink the wrath of God.
The saints I heard with rapture tell
How Jesus conquered death and hell,
And broke the fowler’s snare;
Yet when I found this truth remain,
The sinner must be born again,
I sank in deep despair.
But while I thus in anguish lay,
The gracious Savior passed this way,
And felt His pity move;
The sinner, by His justice slain,
Now by His grace is born again;
And sings redeeming love.
To Heaven the joyful tidings flew,
The angels tuned their harps anew,
And loftier sounds did raise;
All hail the Lamb that once was slain,
Unnumbered millions born again,
Shall shout Thy endless praise.