It is by grace you have been saved.
—Ephesians 2:8
During his early teens, Robert Robinson (1726-1791) hung out with a gang of hoodlums and led a life of debauchery. When he was seventeen, Robert attended a George Whitefield evangelistic meeting: he walked in a scoffer and walked out a convert.
Robinson became the preacher of one of the largest churches of his time. Today, two centuries later, few know or care about that. But we all know about a hymn he wrote: Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing.
O to grace how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness like a fetter Bind my wand’ring heart to Thee;
Never let me wander from Thee, Never leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart. O take and seal it, Seal it for Thy courts above.
Grace isn’t earned; it’s gifted.