Thus the most virtuous must in bondage groan:
Samson is grace, and carries all alone[48].
"Hear you not priests their feeble spirits spend
In bidding sinners turn to God, and mend;
To check their passions, and to walk aright;
To run the race, and fight the glorious fight?
Nay more—to pray, to study, to improve,
To grow in goodness, to advance in love?
"Oh! babes and sucklings, dull of heart and slow,
Can grace be gradual? Can conversion grow?