Wesley Corpus

My strong propensity to ill My carnal mind and crooked will To only evil prone, My downward appetite I find, My spirit, soul, and flesh inclin'd To earth, and earth alone. Myself alas! I cannot raise, Or lift my heart in prayer, or praise, Or rectify my will, I own, cut off from human hope, To lift a fallen spirit up With man impossible. But O! Thou seest my desp'rate case: Pronounce the word of pardning grace: And call me, Lord, to thee, Inspeak the power into my heart, And say this moment, "Loos'd thou art From thine infirmity." Lay but thine hand upon my soul, And instantaneously made whole My soul by faith shall rise, Shall rise by faith and upright stand, And answer all thy just command In all its faculties. Strait as the rule, the written word, My soul in righteousness restor'd Thine image shall retrieve, That antient rectitude divine, And in a land of darkness shine, And to thy glory live. Page 98 A child of faithful Abraham I, On thy redeeming love rely For life and liberty; And ought I not the grace t' obtain, Releas'd from sin and Satan's chain, Who trust on only thee. Thine, Jesus, thine alone I am; And ought I not my Lord to claim, With all thy righteousness? I ought I do thy love receive, And now thou dost my sins forgive, And bid my bondage cease. The Sabbath of my soul I see, The day of gospel-liberty, No more inthrall'd, opprest; And lo! In holiness I rise, To claim the rest of paradise, And heaven's eternal rest! Hymns for One Fallen from Grace. Hymn I.65 O how sore a thing and grievous Is it from our God to run! When we force our God to leave us, Wretched are we and undone: Are we not our own tormentors, When from happiness we flee? Yes; our soul the iron enters, Sin is perfect misery. I the bitter cup have tasted; Still I drink the mingled gall, Still my soul by sin lies wasted, Unrecover'd from its fall: 65Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Cheshunt, 81-83; and MS Clarke, 93-94. Page 99 Still beneath his frown I languish: God, from whom I would depart, Leaves me to my grief and anguish, Gives me up to my own heart.