Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749) Vol 1

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1749
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1749-vol-1-160
Words389
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Universal Redemption Catholic Spirit
They seek him, and find, they ask, and receive The friend of mankind, who bids them believe: On Jesus they venture, his gift they embrace, And forcibly enter his kingdom of grace. The blind are restor'd thro' Jesus his name, They see their dear Lord, and follow the Lamb; The halt they are walking, and running their race; The dumb they are talking of Jesus's praise. The deaf hear his voice, and comforting word, It bids them rejoice in Jesus their Lord, "Thy sins are forgiven, accepted thou art," They listen, and heaven springs up in their heart. The lepers from all their spots are made clean, The dead by his call are rais'd from their sin, In Jesu's compassion the sick find a cure, And gospel salvation is preach'd to the poor. To us, and to them, is publish'd the word; Then let us proclaim our life-giving Lord, Who now is reviving his work in our days, And mightily striving to save us by grace. Page 312 O Jesus, ride on 'till all are subdued, Thy mercy make known, and sprinkle thy blood, Display thy salvation, and teach the new song To every nation, and people, and tongue. Another After Preaching to the Newcastle Colliers. Hymn II.76 Glory to Christ be given By all in earth and heaven! Christ, my prophet, priest and King, Thee with angel-quires I praise, Joyful hallelujahs sing, Triumph in thy sovereign grace. Thou hast the hungry fill'd, Thou hast thy arm reveal'd: Thou in all the heathen's sight, Hast thy righteousness display'd, Brought immortal life to light, Ransom'd whom thy hands have made. Ev'n now, all-loving Lord, Thou hast sent forth thy word, Thou the door hast open'd wide (Who can shut thy open door!) I the grace have testified, Preach'd thy gospel to the poor. Thy goodness gave success, And blest it with increase. Not to me of Adam's race Worst and vilest; not to me! Thine is all the work of grace, All the praise be paid to thee. 76Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Cheshunt, 14-16; MS Clarke, 15-18; and MS Shent, 135b-136b. Page 313 Still at thy feet I lie, The chief of sinners I: Let me but acceptance find, Let me but thy love partake; Save me, Saviour of mankind, Save me for thy mercy sake.