Thomas Boston, Works, 3:363:
Behold here the freedom and power of the grace of God. It is matchless, free, shines like the sun without hire. Blows where it listeth. O! what wide steps does free grace make to catch a lost creature, what mountains does it skip over. It steps over even Paul’s injuries, blasphemies, etc.
O the power of it! It is the wind of the Lord’s Spirit that blows up cedars by the roots, rends the rocks, makes the iron gates of the devil’s prisons to give way. His strong chains, wherewith he binds his prisoners, become like tow that the fire has kindled upon. It tames the sinner that hath long been wild, melts the heart of adamant, and makes them, who like the leviathan count darts as stubble and laugh at the shaking of a spear, mourn as doves.
Behold here the freedom and power of the grace of God. It is matchless, free, shines like the sun without hire. Blows where it listeth. O! what wide steps does free grace make to catch a lost creature, what mountains does it skip over. It steps over even Paul’s injuries, blasphemies, etc.
O the power of it! It is the wind of the Lord’s Spirit that blows up cedars by the roots, rends the rocks, makes the iron gates of the devil’s prisons to give way. His strong chains, wherewith he binds his prisoners, become like tow that the fire has kindled upon. It tames the sinner that hath long been wild, melts the heart of adamant, and makes them, who like the leviathan count darts as stubble and laugh at the shaking of a spear, mourn as doves.
