Wesley Corpus

My sin's incurable disease Thou Jesus, thou alone canst heal, Inspire me with thy power, and peace, And pardon on my conscience seal. A touch, a word, a look from thee Can turn my heart, and make it clean, Purge the foul inbred leprosy, And save me from my bosom sin. Lord, if thou wilt, I do believe, Thou canst the saving grace impart, Thou canst this instant now forgive, And write my pardon on my heart. My heart, which now to thee I raise, I know thou canst this moment cleanse, The deepest stains of sin deface, And drive the evil spirit hence. Be it according to thy word, Accomplish now thy word in me, And let my soul, to health restor'd, Devote its little all to thee. "Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, to-day, and for ever." Heb. xiii. 8. Hymn II. Jesus, thy far-extended fame My drooping soul exults to hear: Thy name, thine all-restoring name Is musick in a sinner's ear. 56Ori., "10"; corrected in 2nd edn. (1755). Page 90 Drawn by the evangelick sound, I follow with the helpless crowd: Mercy, they say, with thee is found, And full redemption in thy blood. Sinners of old thou didst receive, With comfortable words, and kind, Their sorrows chear, their wants relieve, Heal the diseas'd, and cure the blind: Whoever then thine aid implor'd, Sick, or in want, or grief, or pain, Thy condescending grace ador'd, Nor ever sought thy help in vain. And art thou not the Saviour still, In every place, and age the same? Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, Or lost the virtue of thy name? Faith in thy changeless name I have; The good, the kind physician thou Art able now our souls to save, Art willing to restore them now. Tho' seventeen hundred years are past Since thou didst in the flesh appear, Thy tender mercies ever last, And still thy healing power is here. Wouldst thou the body's health restore, And not regard the sin-sick soul? The sin-sick soul thou lov'st much more, And surely thou shalt make it whole. The wondrous works in Jewry57 wrought Thou canst, thou wilt, on me repeat, On me, by faith divinely brought To fall, and worship at thy feet. 57Ori., "Jeury" (1st edn.); "Jury" (2nd edn.). Page 91