reminded frequently that my demerits do not compel God to withdraw His grace from me, but rather He treats me without regard to deserts whatsoever. I’d much rather stake my hope of His blessing on His infinite goodness than on my good works. John Newton, the debauched and dissolute slave trader, after his conversion wrote the wonderful old hymn “Amazing Grace.” He never tired of contemplating with awed amazement the wonder of a grace that would reach even to him. But the person who grew up in a godly