Wesley Corpus

For us wast thou not lifted up, For us a bleeding victim made? That we, the abjects we, might hope, Thou hast for all a ransom paid. O might we with our closing eyes Thee in thy bloody vesture see, And cast us on thy sacrifice: Jesus, my Lord, remember me! Thou art into thy kingdom come: I own thee with my parting breath, God of all grace, reverse my doom, And save me from eternal death. Hast thou not wrought the sure belief I feel this moment in thy blood? And am not I the dying thief? And art not thou my Lord, my God? Thy blood to all our souls apply, To them, to me thy Spirit give, And I (let each cry out) and I With thee in paradise shall live. In Temptation. Hymn I.100 Jesu help! Thou sinner's friend, On thee for help I call, Send me speedy succour, send, Or into hell I fall; Now, ev'n now thine aid afford, In pity to a sinner's cries, Save me, or I perish, Lord, My soul for ever dies. 100Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Shent, 87a-87b; and MS Thirty, 50-52. Page 179 See me in my last distress, And run to rescue me, Speak to all my passions peace, O calm the troubled sea; All my sin's abyss is stir'd, And high as heaven the billows rise; Save me, c. Yes, without thy help I must Be swallow'd up in sin, Lost I am, undone, and lost, I have my hell within; Self-condemn'd and self-abhor'd, I sink in dying agonies; Save me, c. Dies a never-dying death, If thou thy help delay, Yawns the fiery gulph beneath, And hell expects its prey, Tophet is my just reward, And always meets my blasted eyes; Save me, c. Jesu, save me thro' thy name, No other hope I have, Damn'd, for ever damn'd I am, If thou refuse to save; But my trust is in thy word, On that alone my soul relies; Save me, c. Helper of the helpless thou, The friendless sinner's friend, Lord, on thee I surely now, On thee alone depend. Wilt thou suffer me to die, Abandon'd in my last distress? Jesus, answer to my cry, And bid me go in peace. Page 180