When Your grace had really made us to know You, Your justice, terrible as it was, had our submissive reverence. We felt that, if our souls were sent to Hell, righteousness and justice would approve it well. O God, we remember how we lay at Your feet. Our thoughts were as a case of knives cutting our hearts; and then did You come to us, and You did make known Your love. O blessed day in which You did reveal Yourself dressed in the silken robes of love! When we saw, that Jesus died that we might live, that the cross was the best proof of divine affection, then we looked to Jesus suffering in our stead. We trusted in the great atonement, and we found a peace. Oh, what shall we say of it? Our very soul does sing at the remembrance of the peace which has never been taken from us.