Wesley Corpus

Family Hymns (1767)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1767
Passage IDcw-duke-family-hymns-1767-005
Words364
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Universal Redemption Social Holiness
Jesus, to us impart Thy resurrection's power, And teach our quicken'd heart Its living Lord t' adore, To vie with the redeem'd above Rejoicing in thy pard'ning love. Us by thy peace assure Thou dost our sins forgive, And then our spirits pure Unto thyself receive, To keep the day of rest above Rejoicing in thy heavenly love. Page 11 To: "Jesu, shew us thy salvation." Giver of unfeign'd repentance, Unto us thy blessing give, That we may the mortal sentence In our guilty selves receive; Sensible of our demerit, May from every sin depart, Offering up a troubled spirit, Rend'ring thee a broken heart. From the evils which surround us That we may this moment fly, By a stroke of mercy wound us, By thy kind upbraiding eye: Out of thine obdurate creature Thou the stony heart remove; Cast the look that vanquish'd Peter, Melt us down by dying love. Let thy dying love constrain us Our ingratitude to mourn, Let thine unknown anguish pain us, 'Till the wanderers return; Fill our souls with sacred trouble, Give us bitterly to weep, All our burthens, Lord, redouble, Sink us in the lowest deep. From the pit of condemnation When to thee for help we cry, Visit us with thy salvation, Shew the open fountain nigh; Shew thyself our bleeding Jesus, All our sufferings to remove, With thy pard'ning mercy bless us, Bless us with thy perfect love. Page 12 To: "Happy Magdalene." Happy soul whom Jesus loves, Freely loves and justifies! Jesus all his griefs removes, Jesus all his wants supplies, With celestial manna feeds, (Manna to the world unknown) By the silent waters leads Up to an eternal throne. Saviour, speak the blessing ours, (Peace thy gracious word imparts;) Bid us taste the heavenly powers, Stamp the pardon on our hearts: Wait our longing hearts on thee, 'Till thou shed thy love abroad, Give the glorious liberty, Wash us in thy hallowing blood. Well thou know'st, we cannot rest Unrenew'd and unforgiven; Troubled is the faithless breast, Unassur'd of peace with heaven: Sick thro' hope so long delay'd Still we for redemption groan, Of an angry God afraid, Flying from a God unknown.