Wesley Corpus

Barren altho' my soul remain, And no one bud of grace appear, No fruit of all my toil and pain, But sin, and only sin is here; Altho' my gifts, and comforts lost, My blooming hopes cut off I see, Yet will I in my Saviour trust, And glory, that he died for me. 36"Elude" changed to "illude" in 2nd edn. (1745) only. Page 139 In hope believing against hope, Jesus my Lord and God I claim, Jesus my strength shall lift me up, Salvation is in Jesu's name: To me he soon shall bring it nigh, My soul shall then outstrip the wind, On wings of love mount up on high, And leave the world, and sin behind. After a Relapse into Sin. God of my salvation, hear, And help me to believe, Simply do I now draw near Thy blessing to receive; Full of guilt alas! I am, But to thy wounds for refuge flee Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. Standing now as newly slain, To thee I lift mine eye, Balm of all my grief and pain Thy blood is always nigh: Now as yesterday the same Thou art, and wilt for ever be: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me.37 Full of truth, and grace thou art, And here is all my hope: False, and foul as hell my heart To thee I offer up; Thou wast given to redeem My soul from all iniquity: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 37Ori., ends this and next five stanzas: "Friend of sinners, c." Page 140 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, Nor can thy grace procure, Empty send me not away, For I, thou know'st, am poor: Dust and ashes is my name, My all is sin and misery: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. Without money, without price I come thy love to buy, From myself I turn my eyes, The chief of sinners I: Take, O take me as I am, And let me lose myself in thee: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me.