Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1742 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1742-103 |
| Words | 378 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Thro' the long night of doubts and fears, The day of fierce temptation guide, And let us, till thy face appears, O let us in thy wounds abide; 66"Thy" changed to "thine" in 2nd edn. (1745) only. 67"Shall" changed to "shalt" in 3rd edn. (1756) only. Page 189 Secure beneath thy shadow sit, In thee a tabernacle find, A refuge from the rain and heat, A covert from the storm and wind. Lead us till all our toil is past, Till all thy faithfulness we prove, And gain the promis'd land at last, The Canaan of thy perfect love. The Twelfth Chapter of Isaiah. Happy soul who sees the day, The glad day of gospel-grace! Thee my Lord (thou then wilt say) Thee will I forever praise. Though thy wrath against me burn'd, Thou dost comfort me again, All thy wrath aside is turn'd, Thou hast blotted out my sin. Me behold! Thy mercy spares, Jesus my salvation is: Hence my doubts, away my fears, Jesus is become my peace. Jah, Jehovah is my Lord, Ever merciful, and just, I will lean upon his word, I will on his promise trust. Strong I am, for he is strong, Just in righteousness divine, He is my triumphal song, All he has, and is, is mine. Page 190 Mine; and yours, whoe'er believe: On his name whoe'er shall call, Freely shall his grace receive; He is full of grace for all. Therefore shall ye draw with joy Water from salvation's well, Praise shall your glad tongues employ, While his streaming grace ye feel. Each to each, ye then shall say, Sinners, call upon his name, O rejoice to see his day, See it, and his praise proclaim. Glory to his name belongs, Great, and marvellous, and high, Sing unto the Lord your songs, Cry, to every nation cry. Wondrous things the Lord hath done, Excellent his name we find, This to all mankind is known: Be it known to all mankind. Sion, shout thy Lord and King, Israel's holy one is he, Give him thanks, rejoice, and sing, Great he is, and dwells in thee. O the grace unsearchable! While eternal ages roll, God delights in man to dwell, Soul of each believing soul. Page 191 Isaiah xxvi. 13, 14.