'Tis not that I did choose TheeJosiah Conder, 1789–1855'Tis not that I did choose Thee,For Lord that could not be;This heart would still refuse Thee,Had You not chosen me.You from the sin that stained me,Have cleansed and set me free,Of old You have ordained me,That I should live to Thee.Twas sovereign mercy called me,And taught my opening mind;The world had else enthralled me,To heavenly glories blind.My heart owns none before Thee,For Your rich grace I thirst;This knowing, if I love Thee,You must have loved me first!