Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1740)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1740
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1740-073
Words395
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Reign of God Universal Redemption
Naked from Satan did I flee, To thee, my Lord, and put on thee: And thus adorn'd, I wait the word "He comes: arise and meet thy Lord." This spotless robe the same appears, When ruin'd nature sinks in years: No age can change its constant hue; Thy blood preserves it ever new. When thou shalt call in that great day For my account, thus will I say; "Thanks to my gracious Lord, if ought Of good I did, glad I it wrought: "And while I felt thy blood within Cleansing my soul from every sin, Purging each fierce and foul desire; I joy'd in the refining fire. Page 180 "If pride, desire, wrath stir'd anew, Swift to my sure resort I flew: See there my Lord upon the tree! Hell heard: instant my soul was free." Then shall heaven's hosts with loud acclaim, Give praise and glory to the Lamb, Who bore our sins, and by his blood Hath made us kings and priests to God. O ye, who joy to feed his sheep, Ever in your remembrance keep, Empty they are, and void of God, Till brought to the atoning blood. Jesu, be endless praise to thee, Whose boundless mercy hath for me, For me, and all thy hands have made, An everlasting ransom paid. Ah give me now, all-gracious Lord, With power to speak thy quick'ning word, That all, who to thy wounds will flee May find eternal life in thee. Thou God of power, thou God of love, Let the whole world thy mercy prove: Now let thy word o'er all prevail: Now take the spoils of death, and hell. Page 181 O let the dead now hear thy voice, Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice, Their beauty this, their glorious dress, Jesu, thy blood and righteousness! The Love-Feast. Part I. Come, and let us sweetly join Christ to praise in hymns divine; Give we all with one accord Glory to our common Lord: Hands, and hearts, and voices raise, Sing as in the antient days, Antedate the joys above, Celebrate the feast of love. Strive we, in affection strive: Let the purer flame revive, Such as in the martyrs glow'd, Dying champions for their God. We, like them, may live and love, Call'd we are their joys to prove; Sav'd with them from future wrath, Partners of like pretious faith.