Wesley Corpus

Power is all to Jesus given, Lord of hell, and earth, and heaven, Every knee to him shall bow Satan hear, and tremble now! Roaring lion, own his power: Us thou never canst devour, Pluck'd we are out of thy teeth, Sav'd by Christ from hell and death. Tho' thou bruise in us his heel, Sorer vengeance shalt thou feel: Christ, the woman's conqu'ring seed, Christ in us shall bruise thy head. Tho' the floods lift up their voice, Calm we hear thy children's noise: Horribly they rage in vain; God is mightier than man. Jesus greater we proclaim, Him in us, than thee in them: Thee their god he overpowers; Thou art theirs, and Christ is ours. Strong in Christ we thee defy, Dare thee all thy force to try, Work in them, the slaves of sin, Stir up all thy hell within: Page 117 All thy hosts to battle bring: Shouts in us a stronger King, Lifts our hearts and voices high Hark, the morning-stars reply! Angels and archangels join, All triumphantly combine, All in Jesu's praise agree, Carrying on his victory. Tho' the sons of night blaspheme, More there are with us than them, God with us, we cannot fear: Fear, ye fiends, for Christ is here! Lo! To faith's inlightned sight All the mountain flames with light! Hell is nigh, but God is nigher, Circling us with hosts of fire. Our Messias is come down, Points us to the victor's crown, Bids us take our seats above, More than conqu'rors in his love. Yes; the future work is done, Christ the Saviour reigns alone, Forces Satan to submit, Bruises him beneath our feet. Page 118 We the evil angels doom Antedate the joys to come, See the dear Redeemer's face Sav'd, already sav'd by grace! 1 John iii. 18. "Little children, love one another." Giver of concord, Prince of Peace, Meek, lamb-like Son of God, Bid our unruly passions cease, O quench them with thy blood. Rebuke the seas, the tempest chide, Our stubborn wills controul, Beat down our wrath, root out our pride, And calm our troubled soul. Subdue in us the carnal mind, Its enmity destroy, With cords of love th' old Adam bind, And melt him into joy. Us into closest union draw, And in our inward parts Let kindness sweetly write her law, Let love command our hearts. Page 119