Wesley Corpus

Nor angel-tongues can e'er express Th' unutterable happiness, Nor human hearts can e'er conceive The bliss wherein thro' Christ ye live: But all your heav'n, ye blessed pow'rs,44 And all your God, is doubly ours! Page 34 45First appeared in Whitsunday Hymns (1746), 9-10 (7). 46Whitsunday Hymns ori., "from thee." 47Whitsunday Hymns ori., "my." Hymn XIV. On Whit- Jesus, we hang upon the word Our faithful souls have heard of thee,46 Be mindful of thy promise, Lord, Thy promise made to all and me, Thy followers, who thy steps pursue, And dare believe that God is true. () Thou said'st, I will the Father pray, And he the Paraclete shall give, Shall give him in your hearts to stay, And never more his temple leave; Myself will to my orphans come, And make you mine47 eternal home. Page 35 48Whitsunday Hymns ori., "heart." Come then, dear Lord, thyself reveal, And let the promise now take place, Be it according to thy will, According to thy word of grace: Thy sorrowful disciples chear, And send us down the Comforter. He visits now the troubled breast, And oft relieves our sad complaint, But soon we lose the transient guest, But soon we droop again and faint, Repeat the melancholy moan, Our joy is fled, our comfort gone! Hasten him, Lord, into our heart, Our sure inseparable guide: O might we meet and never part! O might he in our hearts48 abide! And keep his house of praise and pray'r, And rest, and reign for ever there! Page 36 49First appeared in Whitsunday Hymns (1746), 27-28 (24). Hymn XV. On Whit- Jesus, dear departed Lord, True and gracious is thy word; We in part have found it true: All thy faithful mercies shew. Thou art to thy Father gone, Thou hast left us here alone; Left us a long fast to keep, Left us for thy loss to weep. Laugh the world, secure and glad, They rejoice, but we are sad; We, alas! Lament and grieve, Comfortless, till thou relieve. As a woman in her throes Sinks o'erwhelm'd with fears and woes, Sinks our soul thro' grief and pain, Struggling to be born again. Page 37 50Whitsunday Hymns ori., "Glad, that a man-child is born."