Wesley Corpus

Family Hymns (1767)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1767
Passage IDcw-duke-family-hymns-1767-081
Words381
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Reign of God Prevenient Grace
With glorious clouds incompast round Whom angels dimly see, Will the unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me? Will he forsake his throne above, Himself to worms impart? Answer thou Man of grief and love, And speak into my heart. In manifested love explain Thy wonderful design, What meant the suffering Son of man, The streaming blood divine? Didst thou not in our flesh appear, And live and die below, That I may now perceive thee near, And my Redeemer know? Come then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace, Those wounds which all my sorrows heal, That dear disfigur'd face. Before my eyes of faith confest Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb, And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name. Page 172 Jehovah in thy person show, Jehovah crucified, And then the pard'ning God I know, And feel the blood applied; I view the Lamb in his own light Whom angels dimly see, And gaze transported at the sight Thro' all eternity. Fain would I, Lord, obtain the grace, Before I hence remove, To see a few unruffled days, And my Redeemer love. O might I with thy people blest Thy great salvation see, Anticipate the glorious rest And find it now in thee. Give me the hidden bliss to feel The heavenly powers to taste Realities invisible, And joys that ever last. Eternal life begun below I in thy favour prove, And all thy gifts thou dost bestow By giving me thy love. A Wedding Song.50 Come, thou everlasting Lord, By our trembling hearts ador'd, Come thou heaven-descended guest, Bidden to our marriage feast; Jesus, in the midst appear, Present with thy followers here, Grant us the peculiar grace, Shew us all thy smiling face. 50Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in Letter to Ebenezer Blackwell (April 8, 1749); and MS Richmond, 4-5. This is the hymn Charles prepared to be sung at his own wedding to Sarah Gwynne. Cf. his MS Journal (April 8, 1749). Page 173 Now the veil of sin withdraw, Fill our souls with sacred awe, Awe that dares not speak or move, Deepest awe of humble love; Love that doth its Lord descry, Ever intimately nigh, Sees th' invisible in thee, Fulness of the deity.