Wesley Corpus

"Unto the angel of the church in Smyrna." Revelation 2:8, 9, etc. "To the angel of the church in Pergamos." Revelation 2:12, 13, etc. "Unto the angel of the church in Thyatira." Revelation 2:18, 19, etc. "To the angel of the church in Sardis." Revelation 3:1, 2, etc. "To the angel of the church in Philadelphia." Revelation 3:7, etc. "Unto the angel of the church of the Laodiceans." Revelation 3:14, etc. Part I Part II Part III The Spirit, and the Bride Say, Come! Revelation 22:17 Page 1 Part I. The Fortieth Chapter of Isaiah. Part I. Comfort, ye ministers of grace, Comfort the people of your Lord, O! Lift ye up the fallen race, And chear them by the gospel-word. Go, into every nation, go! Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, Glad tidings unto all we shew; Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. Accomplish'd is thy legal war, The mantle o'er thy sins is spread; Thy God the punishment hath bore, Thy God the debt hath more than paid. Punish'd thou art, for he hath dy'd, (The merit of his death is thine) Absolv'd, and freely justify'd, And cloath'd in righteousness divine. Page 2 Hark in the wilderness a cry, A voice that loudly calls, Prepare! Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, And means to make his entrance there. The Lord your God shall quickly come: Sinners repent, the call obey; Open your hearts to make him room, Ye desart-souls, prepare his way. The Lord shall clear his way thro' all, Whate'er obstructs, obstructs in vain; The vale shall rise, the mountain fall, Crooked be strait, and rugged plain. Nature perverse and rough shall yield, Th' aspiring droop, the abject dare; Alike by sovereign grace compell'd Despair shall hope, and pride despair. When all into subjection brought Level shall lie, and humbly low, Who captivated every thought, His glory then the Lord shall shew. The glory of the Lord display'd Together all mankind shall view; And what his mouth in truth hath said, His own almighty hand shall do. Part II. Withering as grass is humankind, And fleeting as the short-liv'd flower; The goodliness to-day we find To-morrow fades, and is no more. Man, foolish man his vertue shews, Which for a moment charms our eyes, Page 3 The sin-convincing Spirit blows, Withers the flower, and fades, and dies.