The Lodestone

As needles point towards the pole, When touched by the magnetic stone; So faith in Jesus, gives the soul A tendency before unknown. 'Till then, by blinded passions led, In search of fancied good we range; The paths of disappointment tread, To nothing fixed, but love of change. But when the Holy Ghost imparts A knowledge of the Saviour's love; Our wand'ring, weary, restless hearts, Are fixed at once, no more to move. Now a new principle takes place, Which guides and animates the will; This love, another name for grace, Constrains to good, and bars from ill. By love's sure light we soon perceive Our noblest bliss, and proper end; And gladly every idol leave, To love and serve our Lord and Friend. Thus borne along by faith and hope, We feel the Saviour's words are true; And I, if I be lifted up, Will draw the sinner upward too.