Leaving Westminster School "with no more religion than the satchel on his back,” broken down in fortune and depressed in mind, Cowper arrived in the old city of St. Albans. Here the "sense of guilt and the burden of unpardoned sin" laid hold on him.
"Immediately," he says, "I saw the sufficiency of the atonement Christ had made, my pardon sealed in His blood. In a moment I believed and received the Gospel.”
Thus the author of the following hymn was saved:
There is a stream of precious blood
Which flowed from Jesus' veins;
And sinners washed in that blest flood
Lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoiced to see
That Savior in his day;
And by that blood, though vile as he,
Our sins are washed away.
Blest Lamb of God, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till every ransomed saint of God
Be saved to sin no more.
E'er since, by faith, we saw the stream
Thy wounds supplied for sin,
Redeeming love has been our theme,
Our joy and peace has been.