Family Hymns (1767)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1767 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-family-hymns-1767-015 |
| Words | 389 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
The cry of our heart Thou waitest to hear, And ready thou art Our Lord to appear, To give us thy Spirit; And then we are free, And then we inherit All fulness in thee. Prince of everlasting peace, Us thy meanest servants bless, Source of unanimity, Make us one thro' faith in thee. By the virtue of thy blood Men are reconcil'd to God: Page 34 Reconcil'd thro' thee alone Men are with each other one. Pardon then to us impart, Sprinkle every waiting heart, To the head and members join Cemented by blood divine: Added to thy lambs and sheep Us within thy bosom keep, In the purity of peace, In the bond of perfectness. By the Spirit of thy love Re-begotten from above, Heavenward let our souls ascend, Seek the joys that never end. Be thyself our whole desire, Till we reach the raptur'd quire, There, with all thy family, Gaze, for ever gaze on thee. For the Master. Lord, I the messengers receive, And firmly their report believe, Who by thy order testify Of judgment and salvation nigh: Hunted by all the faithless race, They here shall find an hiding-place, And till the storm is turn'd aside, Secure beneath my roof abide. My love they amply will repay, If I their warning voice obey, Page 35 Hang out the covenanted sign, The sacred red, the blood divine; Then, though thy plagues our land o'reflow, And lay our lofty cities low, No evil shall I feel, or dread Protected by the scarlet thread. Jesus, by our prayers invited, Condescend to be our guest, With the sons of men delighted In thy ransom'd creature rest, Claim us, for thy purchas'd home, Come, thou friend of sinners, come. In an earthly habitation Still if thou art pleas'd to dwell, Visit us with thy salvation, God of love, thyself reveal, Take possession of thine own, Finish what thy grace begun. Lord, thou hitherto hast brought us By thy sweet alluring grace, Surely thou to this hast wrought us That we would our friend embrace: Come, the loving Spirit cries, Come, the longing bride replies. Power divine hath made us willing All thy fulness to receive: Now thine own desires fulfilling Come, and in thy temples live, Thou in us, and we in thee Dwell to all eternity. Page 36