Wesley Corpus

Surrounded by his power I stand, His work on other souls I see, He deals his gifts on either hand, But still he hides himself from me. Groaning I languish at his stay, But he regards my every groan; Dark and disconsolate my way; But still my way to him is known. Page 154 When fully he my faith hath tried, Like gold I in the fire shall shine, Come forth when seven times purified, And strongly bear the stamp divine. After a Relapse into Sin. My God, my God, on thee I call, Thee only would I know: One drop of blood on me let fall, And wash me white as snow. Touch me, and make the leper clean, Purge my iniquity: Unless thou wash my soul from sin, I have no part in thee. But art thou not already mine? Answer, if mine thou art! Whisper within, thou love divine, And chear my doubting heart. Tell me again, my peace is made, And bid the sinner live, The debt's discharg'd, the ransom's paid, My Father must forgive. Page 155 Father, forgive thy froward child, I ask in Jesu's name, I languish to be reconcil'd, And reconcil'd I am. Behold for me the victim bleeds, His wounds are open'd wide, For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, And speaks me justified. O why did I my Saviour leave, So soon unfaithful prove? How could I thy good Spirit grieve, And sin against thy love? I forced thee first to disappear, I turn'd thy face aside Ah! Lord, if thou hadst still been here, Thy servant had not died. But O! How soon thy wrath is o'er, And pard'ning love takes place! Assist me, Saviour, to adore The riches of thy grace. O could I lose myself in thee! Thy depth of mercy prove, Thou vast unfathomable sea Of unexhausted love! Page 156 My humbled soul, when thou art near, In dust and ashes lyes: How shall a sinful worm appear, Or meet thy purer eyes! I loath myself, when God I see, And into nothing fall, Content, if thou exalted be, And Christ be all in all. Against Hope, Believing in Hope. My God! I know, I feel thee mine, And will not quit my claim, Till all I have be lost in thine, And all renew'd I am.