Wesley Corpus

But cry for mercy in thy Son. Thy children faithful in the fire Regard, and timely rescue send: Mercy our hearts, with theirs, require, Mercy our miseries to end; For Jesu's sake our sins remove, And save us through thy pardoning love. All things are possible to God, To them that on thy Son believe; In answer to his speaking blood Father the murtherers forgive, And pristine piety restore And peace till time shall be no more. Volume 3 (1780): 677-78 A Prayer for King George.18 Why do the christen'd heathens rage, And furiously their pow'rs engage Against the Lord most high, Against his dread vicegerent here, Cast off the yoke of loyal fear, And God himself defy? Counsel they take, but not by thee, Great King of kings, whose firm decree Supports the British throne: Through whom our rightful monarch reigns, Thy sov'reign character sustains, And bows to thee alone. Thine eye observes, thy Spirit knows His open, and his secret foes, Who deep their plots conceal, As zealous for their country's good, Stir up the undiscerning crowd, And make a league with hell. But thou, without the help of man, Canst all their fiercest wrath restrain, And all their plots confound: Canst on our king thy blessings shed, And cover his anointed head, With lasting glories crown'd. Answ'ring in us thy Spirit's cries, Now, Lord, in his defence arise, With majesty supreme Adorn the man of thy right hand, That all may bless his mild command, And honour thee in him. Long may he here thy image live, Thy kingdom in his heart receive, Spiritual joys unknown: Earnest of joys that never end, And late with all thy saints ascend, To fill a heav'nly throne. 18Appears in MS Patriotism, 1-2.