Hymns and Sacred Poems (1740)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1740 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1740-040 |
| Words | 385 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Fix, O fix my wavering mind; To thy cross my spirit bind; Earthly passions far remove: Swallow up our souls in love. Dust and ashes, tho' we be Full of guilt and misery, Thine we are, thou Son of God: Take the purchase of thy blood. Who in heart on thee believes, He th' atonement now receives: He with joy beholds thy face, Triumphs in thy pard'ning grace. 41Source: Nikolaus Ludwig von Zinzendorf, ed. Das Gesang-Buch der Gemeine in Herrn-Huth (Halle: Wäysenhaus, 1737), 950-51 (1046, by Anna Dober). Page 94 See, ye sinners, see the flame Rising from the slaughter'd Lamb, Marks the new, the living way, Leading to eternal day. Jesu, when this light we see, All our soul's athirst for thee: When thy quick'ning power we prove, All our heart dissolves in love. Boundless wisdom, power divine, Love unspeakable are thine! Praise by all to thee be given, Sons of earth, and hosts of heaven! Christ Our Wisdom. 1 Corinthians i. 30. Made unto me, O Lord, my God, Wisdom divine thou art: Thy light, which first my darkness shew'd, Still searches out my heart. Thy Spirit, breathing in the word, Gave me myself to see, Fallen, till by thy grace restor'd, And lost, till found in thee. Page 95 Jesus, of all my hopes the ground, Thro' thee thy name I know, The only name where health is found, Whence life and blessings flow. 'Tis now by faith's enlighten'd eye I see thy strange design, See the God-man come down to die, That God may all be mine! Thou art the truth: I now receive Thy unction from above, Divinely taught in thee believe, And learn the lore of love. Still with thy grace anoint my eyes, Throughout my darkness shine; O make me to salvation wise, My all, be ever mine! Christ Our Righteousness. 1 Corinthians i. 30. Jesu, thou art my righteousness, For all my sins were thine: Thy death hath bought of God my peace, Thy life hath made him mine. Page 96 Spotless, and just in thee I am; I feel my sins forgiven; I taste salvation in thy name, And antedate my heaven. Forever here my rest shall be, Close to thy bleeding side; This all my hope, and all my plea, For me the Saviour died!