RC Sproul, author, pastor, president of the Ligonier ministry and dear brother in Christ, died on December 14, 2017. In 2013, the Desiring God Ministry invited Sproul to record John Piper’s “The Calvinist,” a poem that captures God’s sovereign intersection with the life of a sinful man. In these four minutes, listen to Sproul’s original recording of the entire poem?and to hear the conviction of a man who loved the Sovereign God, lived to make it known and died convinced of the truth told in the last verse of the poem.
Look at him on his knees, hear his constant calls, In the heart of each of them: “Be sanctified your name”.
Look at this in the Word, helpless, calm, peaceful, above the fire, watch the flames.
See it with his books: a tree in the streams, drinking from the roots until the fruits grow from the branches.
Look at it with your pen, a line is written, and then a better idea emerges of the depths of the Word.
See him in the square, oblivious to the subtle trap, relentlessly investigating the trace of truth.
Look at him in the streets, begging and begging with humility and appreciation: “Do you know my king?
Watch him debate firmly and determinedly, motivated by the fame of his Father’s name.
See it in your work. All right, the plan’s ready. Men will have skills if the Father so desires.
See him at lunchtime, praying with gratitude and thanking God for all tastes.
Look at him with his son: did he ever smile with a smile like that before playing on the floor?
See him with his wife, a parable for life. In this sacred scene, she is the heavenly queen.
See it when you walk away. Gime. ” Is there one that’s true, you recognize. And what do I have left?
Watch him regret it: “Now should I repent? And then proclaim that it’s all because of my fame?”
Watching him worship, seeing the sinner sing, saved the flood of fire only with blood.
Go to the beach, “What would fit in that ocean?”From your highest God, just a small part of your love.
Look at him in your sleep, look at the helpless spoon without any merit like when you’re awake.
Look at him as death approaches, listen to his breathing. In the midst of decreased pain, one last word is whispered: “Benefit !?