Wesley Corpus

How shall I thank thee for the grace, The trust I have to see thy face, When sin shall all be purg'd away! The night of doubts and fears is past, The Morning-Star appears at last, And I shall see thy perfect day. I soon shall hear thy quickning voice, Shall always pray, give thanks, rejoice, (This is thy will, and faithful word) My spirit meek, my will resign'd, Lowly as thine shall be my mind, The servant shall be as his Lord. Already, Lord, I feel thy power, Preserv'd from evil every hour, 54"Thy" changed to "thine" in 2nd edn. (1745) and following. Page 171 My great preserver I proclaim; Safety and strength in thee I have, I find, I find thee strong to save, And know that Jesus is thy name. By faith I every moment stand, Strangely upheld by thy right-hand I my own wickedness eschew, A sinner I am kept from sin; And thou shalt make me pure within, And thou shalt form my soul anew. I thank thee, whose atoning blood Each moment interceeds with God, Sprinkling my every word and thought; God hears thy blood for mercy cry, And passes all my follies by; He sees, but he imputes them not. I sin in every breath I draw, Nor do thy will, nor keep thy law On earth as angels do above: But still the fountain open stands, Washes my feet, and head, and hands, Till I am perfected in love. Come then, and loose, my stammering tongue, Teach me the new, the joyful song, And perfect in a babe thy praise: I want a thousand lives t' employ In publishing the sounds of joy! The gospel of thy general grace. Come, Lord; thy Spirit bids thee come, Give me thyself, and take me home, Be now the glorious earnest given, The counsel of thy grace fulfil, Thy kingdom come, thy perfect will Be done on earth, as 'tis in heaven. Page 172 A Dialogue of Angels and Men. A: Ye worms of earth our God admire, The God of angels praise: M: Praise him for us, ye heavenly quire, His earth-born sons of grace. A: His image view in us display'd, His nobler creatures view: M: Lower than you our souls he made, But he redeem'd them55 too.