Wesley Corpus

My prayer hath power with God; the grace Unspeakable I now receive, Thro' faith I see thee face to face, I see thee face to face, and live: In vain I have not wept, and strove, Thy nature, and thy name is love. I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend; Nor wilt thou with the night depart, But stay, and love me to the end; Thy mercies never shall remove, Thy nature, and thy name is love. The Sun of righteousness on me Hath rose with healing in his wings, Wither'd my nature's strength; from thee My soul its life and succour brings, My help is all laid up above; Thy nature, and thy name is love. Contented now upon my thigh I halt, till life's short journey end; All helplesness, all weakness I, On thee alone for strength depend, Nor have I power, from thee, to move; Thy nature, and thy name is love. Page 118 Lame as I am, I take the prey, Hell, earth, and sin with ease o'ercome; I leap for joy, pursue my way, And as a bounding hart6 fly home, Thro' all eternity to prove Thy nature, and thy name is love. A Thanksgiving. O what shall I do my Saviour to praise? So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace! So strong to deliver so good to redeem The weakest believer that hangs upon him. How happy the man whose heart is set free, The people that can be joyful in thee! Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face, And still they are talking of Jesus's grace. Their daily delight shall be in thy name, They shall as their right thy righteousness claim: Thy righteousness wearing and cleans'd by thy blood Bold shall they appear in the presence of God. For thou art their boast, their glory and power, And I also trust to see the glad hour, My soul's new creation a life from the dead, The day of salvation that lifts up my head. For Jesus my Lord is now my defence, I trust in his word none plucks me from thence: Since I have found favour he all things will do, My King and my Saviour shall make me anew.