Wesley Corpus

Wilt thou cast a sinner out Who humbly comes to thee? No, my God, I cannot doubt, Thy mercy is for me: 33"Shall" changed to "can" in 2nd edn. (1745) and following. 34Ori., ends this and next three stanzas: "Jesus, Master, c." Page 50 Let me then obtain the grace, And be of paradise possest: Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast. Full of pain and sin am I, I ever bear my shame, Waiting till my Lord pass by, And call me by my name: Surely now my pain he sees, And I shall quickly be releas'd: Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast. Worldly good I do not want, Be that to others given, Only for thy love I pant, My all in earth and heaven; This the crown I fain would seize, The good wherewith I would be blest: Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast. This delight I fain would prove, And then resign my breath, Join the happy few, whose love Was mightier than death. Let it not my Lord displease, That I would die to be thy guest; Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast. In Doubt. The children to the birth are come, But Oh! They have not might To burst the barriers of the womb, And struggle into light. My feeble soul gives o'er the strife, Just as it sees the skies, Fails in the very gate of life, Sinks back again, and dies. Page 51 I saw the port of Jesu's breast, But while I entred in, A whirlwind swept me from my rest, And plung'd me into sin. What shall I do, or whither turn? Despairing of relief, I only can my ruin mourn With unavailing grief. Ah woe is me! To evil sold, And fallen back from grace! I never, never shall behold The dear Redeemer's face. Better, that I had, never felt My Saviour's blood applied; Less aggravated were my guilt, Had I in Egypt died. Better that I had never known The way of righteousness, Than to break off the course begun, And leave th' unfinish'd race. Ah! Wherefore did I ever take, If I must quit the field; Must shamefully at last turn back, And cast away my shield?