Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749) Vol 1

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1749
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1749-vol-1-127
Words376
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Catholic Spirit Universal Redemption Christology
But shall not sin remain, And in its ruins live? No, Lord; we trust, and not in vain, Thy fulness to receive: Thy strength and saving grace, Thou shalt for us employ, The being of all sin erase, And utterly destroy. Actual and inbred sin Shall feel thy two-edg'd sword: The city is, with all therein, Devoted to the Lord: Thy word cannot be broke, Thou wilt thine arm display, Thou wilt with one continual stroke Our sin forever slay. Woman, and man, and beast, And ox, and ass, and sheep, All, all at once shall be opprest By death's eternal sleep; Never to rise again, Both young and old shall fall; Not one shall 'scape, not one remain, But die, and perish all. Page 244 The human beast and fiend Thou, Lord, shalt take away, And make the old transgression end, And all its relicks slay; The proud and carnal will, The selfish vain desire, Thou all our sins at once shalt kill, And burn them all with fire. Hymns for Believers. Hymn XXX. For the Morning. Father, to thee I lift mine eyes, My longing eyes and restless heart, Before the morning watch I rise, And wait to taste how good thou art, T' obtain the grace I humbly claim, The saving power of Jesu's name. The slumber from my soul I shake, Warn'd by thy Spirit's inward call, And up to righteousness awake, And pray that I no more may fall, Or give to sin and Satan place, But walk in all thy righteous ways. O wouldst thou, Lord, thy servant guard 'Gainst every known or secret foe, A mind for all assaults prepar'd, A sober, vigilant mind bestow, Ever appriz'd of danger nigh, And when to fight, and when to fly. Page 245 O never suffer me to sleep Secure within the verge of hell, But still my watchful spirit keep In lowly awe, and loving zeal, And bless me with that godly fear, And plant that guardian angel here. Attended by the sacred dread, And wise from evil to depart, Let me from strength to strength proceed, And rise to purity of heart, Thro' all the paths of duty move, From humble faith to perfect love. Hymns for Believers. Hymn XXXI.