Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1742
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1742-134
Words394
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Universal Redemption Catholic Spirit Christology
Thy truth and faithfulness I own, Which I shall fully prove, Thy power shall all in me be shewn, Thy111 utmost power of love. Such faith in God, thro' thee I have, I shall be throughly clean, Thou canst, thou wilt the sinner save, From all his inbred sin, Wherefore thro' thee to sin I say, This mountain in my heart, "Be thou remov'd, far hence away, Forever hence depart!" "No more in me thy being last, Have thou no place in me, In Jesu's name I say, Be cast, Be cast into the sea!" It shall be so: I do not doubt, The mountain shall depart, Sin shall be shortly all cast out Of my believing heart. 111"Thy" changed to "thine" in 2nd edn. (1745) and following. Page 251 Whate'er I ask, I shall receive: I ask the perfect power, That sin no more in me may live; And it shall live no more. I have the things for which I pray, And fervently desire: Jesu, take all my sins away, Baptize me with thy fire. I ask, that I may do thy will, As angels do above, I ask thee all my soul to fill With pure, seraphick love. Whate'er I ask in faith I have, As sure as God is true: From all my sins thou soon shalt save, And all my soul renew. Things most impossible shall be, As sure as God is power: And I shall quickly be in thee, And I shall sin no more. Tho' heaven and earth away shall pass, Thy promise cannot move: And I shall taste the perfect grace, As sure as God is love! Romans iv. 16, c. Father of Jesus Christ my Lord, My Saviour, and my head, I trust in thee, whose powerful word Hath rais'd him from the dead. Page 252 Thou know'st for my offence he died, And rose again for me, Fully and freely justified, That I might live to thee. Eternal life to all mankind Thou hast in Jesus given, And all who seek, in him shall find The happiness of heaven. All nations of the earth are blest In him, who would restore, And take them all into his rest, And bid them sin no more. O God, thy record I receive, In Abraham's footsteps tread, And wait, expecting to receive The Christ, the promis'd seed.