Wesley Corpus

Wilt thou not our guilt remove, Shew us thy redeeming love, Of thy pard'ning grace assure, Make our sprinkled conscience pure? Yes; thy cross hath promis'd all; Thou shalt raise us from our fall, Every purchas'd good impart, Purify and fill our heart. In our desolate estate We for full redemption wait, Wait the leisure of our Lord Sure to be at last restor'd: We for whom our God hath died, We shall feel thy blood applied, Perfect peace in Jesus given, Finish'd holiness, and heaven. To: "Spirit of truth, descend." Spirit of love, return To every troubled breast, And comfort us who mourn For permanence of rest: Thou dost thy mourners' steps attend Our undiscovered guide; But come our grief and sin to end, And in our hearts abide. Page 18 With us residing here We know thee now in part, The author of our fear, And all our hope thou art: Thou often visitest thine own: But in an hour, or day Our transitory guest is gone, Our joy is fled away. How short alas, our taste Of those celestial powers, When a few moments blest, We know that Christ is ours, That Christ hath quench'd the wrath of God, His Father's grace reveal'd, And bought our pardon with his blood, And on our conscience seal'd. O might we always know, The Father reconcil'd: Set up thy throne below In each adopted child; Restore the kingdom of thy grace, And fill us from above With purest joy, and perfect peace, And everlasting love. For the Evening. To: "Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord." Father by saints on earth ador'd, By saints beyond the skies, Accept thro' Jesus Christ our Lord Our evening sacrifice: If kept to day from wilful sin, We magnify thy grace; Thou hast our kind preserver been, And thine be all the praise. Page 19 We found the presence of our God, The power of Jesus' name, While passing thro' the parted flood, And thro' the harmless flame: Inticed by sin, we did not yield, Or place to Satan give: And still by mercy's arm with-held We to thy glory live.