Wesley Corpus

Page 94 I cannot in judgment stand: Raise; or slay me with thy breath, Guilty I shall feel thy74 hand, Guilty of eternal death. Trembling I expect my fate, If thou as my judge appear; If thou art my advocate, Jesus, what have I to fear? Jesus is the sinners' friend, Sinners Jesus came to save, Jesus, I on thee depend, Peace, and power in thee I have. I the golden scepter see (Self-despairing as I was) Now, ev'n now reach'd out to me I receive thy pard'ning grace. Of thy grace I cannot doubt; Sinners to thy wounds who fly, Thou in no wise wilt cast out: Lo! I come, the sinner I! Thou shalt make me white as snow, Tho' my soul be black as hell. Never from thy cross I go, Safe within thy wounds I dwell. Other refuge have I none, None do I desire beside; Friend of sinners, I am one, Save me, who for me hast died. "Believe in the Lord Jesus and thou shalt be saved." Acts xvi. 31. What shall I do, my God, my God, I ask in Jesu's name. Unsanctified, and unrenew'd I still remain the same. 74"Thy" changed to "thine" in 2nd edn. (1745) and following. Page 95 Sin, only sin in me I find; I cannot subject be To thy command; my carnal mind Is enmity to thee. But thou can'st wash the leper clean, The stone to flesh convert, Can'st make the Ethiop change his skin, And purify my heart. Then only, when by grace renew'd My will with thine shall suit: O make the tree of nature good, And good shall be its fruit. I strive in all I do to please With endless grief and pain, But cannot, Lord, from sinning cease, Till I am born again. With thee my virtue is but vice, My good is specious ill, 'Tis self, 'tis nature in disguise, And I am carnal still. No work of mine, or word, or thought Thy judgment can abide, Thy glory, Lord, I never sought, For all my soul is pride. What have I then wherein to trust? How must I come to thee? Foul as I am, condemn'd and lost, Thy Son hath died for me. Jesus hath died that I might live, Might live to God alone, In him eternal life receive, And be in spirit one. Page 96