Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1742
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1742-029
Words379
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Social Holiness Repentance
Alpha, and Omega, save me, Enter in, bid my sin, Bid my nature leave me. Jesu, for thy love I languish, Only love can remove All my grief, and anguish. I shall all in thee inherit, Thirst no more, if thou pour Into me thy Spirit. Page 48 Jesu's love than sin is stronger; When I prove Jesu's love, I shall sin no longer. Faithful to thy Spirit's leading, I shall rest on thy breast, Find my long-sought Eden. Neither life, nor death shall sever; When thou art in my heart, Thou art there for ever. Another In Temptation. Jesu, gentle, loving Lamb, Let me call thee by thy name, Saviour, I have need of thee, As thou art so may I be. Save me, Lord, from sin and fear, Bring the great salvation near, Bring into my soul thy peace, Everlasting righteousness. Me to save if thou hast died, Save me from this self and pride, All the plague of sin remove, Cast it out by perfect love. See me the reverse of thee, Only sin and misery; Make me willing to receive All the grace thou hast to give. O supply my every want, Feed a tender sickly plant, Day and night my keeper be, Every moment water me. Page 49 Hide me, dearest Saviour, hide Let me never leave thy side; Oh! 'Tis hell from thee to part, Press me closer to thy heart. When thy love is my defence, Sin shall never pluck me thence, When my heart with love runs o'er, Sin shall33 never enter more. Only love can end the strife, Give me love, and take my life; Do not, Lord, my suit deny, Give me love, and let me die. Looking unto Jesus. Lamb of God for sinners slain, To thee I feebly pray, Heal me of my grief and pain, O take my sins away. From this bondage, Lord, release, No longer let me be opprest: Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast. Hast thou not invited all Who groan beneath their sin? Weary I obey thy call, And come to be made clean: Give my burthen'd conscience ease, O grant me now the promis'd rest: Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast.34