Wesley Corpus

Calmly didst thou run thy race, Steadily thine end pursue: All the fruits of righteousness Prov'd thy faith divinely true: Happy thou for Christ prepar'd, Found, when all thy work was past, Watching to receive thy Lord, Blameless, and in peace at last. Fruit of Jesus' lips and prayer, Peace thy parting soul attends, All thy dying words declare Life begun that never ends, "Blest be God, for ever blest, God of my salvation still! I am enter'd into rest, Pardon on my heart I feel. "What a gracious God is ours! How almighty to redeem! Blessings on his own he showers, Grace alone proceeds from him; He can only good ordain: This in life and death I prove, Happy I, though full of pain, Fuller still of joy and love. "Him for every thing I praise, Every benefit divine, Page 18 "Chiefly for his pard'ning grace; Life, eternal life is mine! Yes, I know, the heavenly Lamb, Whom I gladly die to see, He hath register'd my name, Fitted up the house for me. "Thither on that 'pointed morn, By his Spirit signified I shall to my Lord return, I his pure unspotted bride: Lo! The Bridegroom from above Comes my spirit to receive! Lo! I die, to meet my love, Die, eternally to live." Hymn X. On the Death of W. H ll, Aged Fourteen.10 Part I. Where is the fair Elysian flower, The blooming youth that charm'd our eyes? Cut down, and wither'd in an hour! But now transplanted to the skies, He triumphs o'er the mouldring tomb, He blossoms in eternal bloom. Nor did he perish immature, Who starting won the short-liv'd11 race: Unspotted from the world and pure, And sav'd, and sanctify'd by grace, The child fulfils his12 hundred years, And ripe before his God appears.