Hymns and Sacred Poems (1742)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1742 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1742-143 |
| Words | 400 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Zealous of all good works they live, And all good tempers shew, And still to God the glory give, And live his life below. This is the fellowship of saints! I see it, Lord, I see The grace which answers all our wants,125 The grace which is for me. The glorious prize I now pursue, For full redemption wait, And soon I shall attain unto My primitive estate. 125Ori., "want"; corrected in errata. Page 268 Heaven I shall have within my breast, Nor envy those above, When taken into Jesu's rest, And perfected in love. "It is time for thee, Lord, to lay to thine hand; for they have destroy'd thy law." Psalm cxix. 126. BCP Jesu, the truth, the way, The life, in us appear, Thy glorious arm display, And bring salvation near, The great salvation thou hast wrought, Above the reach of human thought. Flesh, earth, and hell deny The freedom of thy sons, And scornfully they cry "Where are the perfect ones?" They dare thee all thy power to shew "Thou canst not make us saints below." Answer their challenge, Lord, Thy witnesses call forth, Send out the quickning word, Renew the face of earth; Now the new heavens and earth create, Restore us to our first estate. Lay to thy mighty hand, The work is worthy thee, A world of foes withstand, And say, It cannot be! We cannot full redemption have, Thou canst not to the utmost save. Page 269 Arise, O jealous God, Come quickly from above, Thy law they have destroy'd, Thy126 holy law of love, Thy127 perfect law of liberty, The law of life which is in thee. With thee the potsherds strive, They give their God the lie; They teach, We cannot live And not with sin comply; Thy word of none effect they make: Come, for thy truth and mercy's sake. Eternal God, come down With thy victorious cross, Thy genuine gospel own, Maintain thy righteous cause, No longer let thy foes blaspheme; Come, Jesu, mighty to redeem! Thy controversy, Lord, Do thou thyself decide, And let thy faithful word Be to the utmost tried; To thee we make our bold appeal, Declare the counsel of thy will! Is it128 thy will to save Our souls from every sin? Say, Jesu, wouldst thou have Thy righteousness brought in? Us wouldst thou wholly sanctify, Or have we, Lord, believ'd a lie?