Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1742
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1742-062
Words392
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Communion Catholic Spirit
Who sow in tears in joy shall reap, The Lord shall comfort all that mourn, Who now go on our way and weep, With joy we doubtless shall return, 87Ori., "load"; corrected in errata. Page 110 And bring our sheaves with vast increase, And have our fruit to holiness. Then let us patiently attend, And wait the leisure of our Lord, Surely we all shall in the end Experience his abiding word, Shall all his gracious power declare, And fruit unto perfection bear. "My Lord and my God." John xx. 28. O thou, whom fain my soul would love, Whom I would gladly die to know, This veil of unbelief remove, And shew me, all thy goodness shew: Jesu, thyself in me reveal, Tell me thy name, thy nature tell. Hast thou been with me, Lord, so long, Yet thee my Lord, have I not known? I claim thee with a fault'ring tongue, I pray thee in a feeble groan. Tell me, O tell me who thou art, And speak thy name into my heart. If now thou talkest by the way With such an abject worm as me, Thy mysteries of grace display, Open mine eyes that I may see, That I may understand thy word, And now cry out, It is the Lord! I know him by those prints of love, His bleeding wounds are open wide, Thro' faith I handle him, and prove, I thrust my hand into his side, I feel the sprinkling of his blood Jesu, thou art my Lord my God! Page 111 Part II. The LII. Chapter of Isaiah. Part I. Awake, Jerusalem, awake, No longer in thy sins lie down, The garment of salvation take, Thy beauty, and thy strength put on. By impious feet no longer trod, Thy God shall cleanse thy every stain, O holy city of thy God, Thou shalt not bear his name in vain. Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine eyes, Arise, and struggle into light, Thy great deliverer calls, Arise! Shake off the bands of sad despair, Sion assert thy liberty, Look up, thy broken heart prepare, And God shall set the captive free. For thus the Lord your God hath said, Ye all have sold yourselves for nought, A ransom (not by you) is paid, Receive your liberty unbought.