Wesley Corpus

Lord, to thee what shall I say? Shall I promise still t' obey? Aggravate my guilt and pain, Make, to break my vows again? Lord, I know not what to do! Only thou the way canst shew: When, and as thou wilt restore, Lift me up to fall no more. 'Till that welcome day I see, Let me sorrow after thee, Weeping at thy footstool lie, Still for mercy, mercy cry, Cry, or make my speechless moan, Groan the Spirit's deepest groan, Gasp thy favour to retrieve, Die to see thy face and live! Hymns for One Fallen from Grace. Hymn XXX. Father, I in thy strength arise From my dead sleep of sin, And lift with shame my guilty eyes, And groan to be made clean. Unworthy to be call'd thy son, Yet a good hope I feel, Thou never wilt thyself disown, Thou art my Father still. 83Ori., "3". Next stanza: ori., "4" (error in both editions). Page 146 The Father of my dying Lord, And therefore mine thou art, Thy bowels are in Jesus stir'd, And full of love thy heart. That fulness of thy pitying love To me in Christ reveal, Again my unbelief remove, Again my pardon seal. The word of reconciling grace I long to feel applied: O let me see thy smiling face, And know thee pacified. Thy prodigal in Christ receive, The forfeiture restore, Forgive, for Jesus' sake forgive, And bid me sin no more. Hymns for One Fallen from Grace. Hymn XXXI. O Jesus, full of truth and grace, Shew forth thy truth and grace on me, On me let all thy will take place, Speak the kind word, and set me free From sin and Satan's iron chain; O give me back my peace again. Would I not in thy name believe? Thy name is all I want to know: Thou canst, thou canst my sin forgive, This moment touch me white as snow, This moment my backslidings heal, And speak the gracious word, "I will!" Page 147 Willing to save, I know, thou art, Thy love is equal to thy power: Why then dost thou far off depart, Why dost thou let the foe devour, My prayer cast out, my suit repel, And leave me in the toils of hell!