Wesley Corpus

Family Hymns (1767)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1767
Passage IDcw-duke-family-hymns-1767-016
Words378
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Universal Redemption Reign of God
My burthen unable to bear, With sin above measure opprest, I pour out a sorrowful prayer, I groan for redemption and rest; In hope of approaching relief, I call on his wonderful name, Whose pity attends to my grief, For ever and ever the same. He came a lost world to redeem, He waits a lost world to forgive: The sinner is welcome to him, The dead by his dying may live: In mercy alone he delights, Unspeakably loving and kind, The weary and burthen'd invites Repose in his bosom to find. My only resource in despair, To Jesus I faithfully flee, And cast a whole mountain of care On him, that hath answer'd for me: His body the balsam supplied, My burthen of guilt it endur'd: And lo, in his death I confide, And lo, by his wounds I am cur'd. His free inexhaustible love, (A sea without bottom or shore,) Doth all my affliction remove, And sorrow and sin are no more: His mercy the pardon bestows With blissful assurance and rest, And lull'd to eternal repose, I sink on Immanuel's breast! Page 37 Happy day of his returning, Day with no succeeding night, Period of our pain and mourning, Blaze of uncreated light, When shall we thy glories see, Live the life of heaven in thee! Pains and griefs we soon shall lose 'em In the presence of our Lord, Sink on the Redeemer's bosom, Find in him our full reward, Mightily, supremely blest, Lull'd to everlasting rest. Joyous hope our sorrows chearing, Exiles sad while here we stay! Jesus by his last appearing Comes to wipe our tears away, Comes to claim his ready bride, Comes to seat us at his side. Haste, thou God of our salvation, Whom by faith in part we know, Shew thyself the consummation Of our bliss begun below, All our happiness above, Swallow up our souls in love. For a Family of Believers.2 Except the Lord conduct the plan, Our best-concerted schemes are vain, And never can succeed; 2A shorthand copy of this hymn in CW's hand appears in MS Spencer, 21 (with one minor variant). Page 38 We spend our wretched strength for nought: But if our works in God are wrought, They shall be blest indeed.