Arminian grace! How strange the sound
Salvation hinged on ME
I once was lost then turned around
Was blind then chose to see
I’m sure it was offered in the spirit of that good-natured joshing that goes on between Christians of different persuasions, and in that same spirit I offer my own version as if it were sung by a Calvinisticist
That saves and damns at whim?
That blinds the lost, condemns a host
And turns them into toast?
Tis “grace” like this that makes me fear
This “grace” my fear inspires:
Whatever I may think or do
I’m fuel for his fires.
The dangers, trials and snares I see
Are all illusory:
I’m either picked before I’m born
Or else, I’m history!
The Lord has promised naught to me
If I’m not on his list
If this is grace, how bad’s the curse?
I’m going to get drunk.
A bit of good-natured parody is OK I reckon — as long as we recognize that it *is* parody, and doesn’t really represent the nuanced thinking of those who hold different opinions to ourselves.
And my very sincere apologies to Mr John Newton.