Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749) Vol 1
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1749 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1749-vol-1-059 |
| Words | 379 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Desp'rate soul, what must I do, Damn'd I am while here I breathe: Who shall now deliver? Who Can redeem me from this death? Jesus, thou art still the way, Now as yesterday the same, Could I but for mercy pray, Coming as at first I came. Fallen as I am once more, Friend of sinners, look on me, To my lost estate restore, Let me know my misery, Let me now, ev'n now begin, As when first I sought thy face, Saw the sinfulness of sin, Felt the want of pardning grace. Give me back my guilty load, Give me back my earnest moans, Restless thirstings after God, Deep, unutterable groans, Plaintive wailings, humble fears, Griefs, which tongue could not declare, All the eloquence of tears, All the prevalence of prayer. Saviour, Prince, enthron'd on high, Penitence and peace to give, Cast, O cast a pitying eye, Breathe, and these dry bones shall live. I shall at thy word repent, Let but thy good Spirit blow, My hard heart shall then relent, Water from the rock shall flow. Page 104 Look with that soul-piercing look, (Full of goodness as thou art) Look, as when thy pity broke Poor unfaithful Peter's heart! Kindly for my sin upbraid Me who have my Lord denied, Him, who suffer'd in my stead, Him, who for his murderer died. Jesus, Master, dying Lord, Infinite thy mercies are, Let me be again restor'd, Once again thy blessing share. And that I the grace may keep, Never more my Lord deny, Bid me now, this moment, weep, Weep, believe, and love and die! Hymns for One Fallen from Grace. Hymn IV. Weary of my sad complaining Must I with my Saviour part? Yield, that sin should always reign in This poor feeble wretched heart! Must I give the contest over, Must I sink beneath my load, Calling on the earth to cover A despairing sinner's blood? No, I will not cease from crying, Not 'till Tophet takes me in, Still I pray, tho' sinking, dying, Save me, save me, Lord, from sin, Page 105 Bring me thro' my sore temptation; Or if I must see the pit, Perish in thine indignation, Let me perish at thy feet. Hymns for One Fallen from Grace. Hymn V.