Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1742 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1742-039 |
| Words | 398 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Page 67 Thy mercy still is free; For aggravated guilt, For sinners foul and black as me Thy precious blood was spilt. Thou seest me lost in shame, But thou canst still forgive; Polluted in my blood I am, But thou canst bid me live. O speak the gracious word, Thy mercy let me prove; Stand still, and look upon me, Lord, Make this the time of love. Jesu, if thou hast died My worthless soul to win; Spread over me thy skirt, and hide My nakedness and sin; Impute thy righteousness, Wash away all my blood, Adorn me now with every grace, And feed, and fill with God. A Prayer for Restoring Grace. Jesu, friend of sinners, hear, Yet once again I pray, From my debt of sin set clear, For I have nought to pay: Speak, O speak the kind release, A poor, backsliding soul restore: Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. For my selfishness, and pride Thou hast withdrawn thy grace, Left me long to wander wide An outcast from thy face, Page 68 But I now my sins confess, And mercy, mercy I implore: Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more.46 Though my sins as mountains rise, And swell, and reach to heaven, Mercy is above the skies, I may be still forgiven; Infinite my sin's increase, But greater is thy mercy's store: Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. Sin's deceitfulness hath spread An hardness o'er my heart, But if thou thy Spirit shed, The stony shall depart: Shed thy love, thy tenderness, And let me feel the soft'ning power: Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. From th' oppressive power of sin My struggling spirit free, Perfect righteousness bring in, Unspotted purity: Speak, and all this war shall cease, And sin shall give its raging o'er: Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. For this only thing I pray, And this will I require, Take the power of sin away, Fill me with chast desire; Perfect me in holiness, Thine image to my soul restore: Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 46Ori., ends this and next three stanzas: "Love me freely, c." Page 69 Another A Prayer for Restoring Grace.