Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749) Vol 2
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1749 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1749-vol-2-015 |
| Words | 398 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
To suffer all things for thy sake, My calling this I humbly own; Nor will from thee the matter take, But trust my cause to thee alone: My help is all laid up above, My only refuge is thy love. The word, the awful word, is true, Howe'er my feeble flesh may fail, I should my patient Lord pursue, The utmost rage of earth and hell, Meek, as the Lamb of God endure, And die to make my calling sure. The Inward Cross. O my dear Master, and my Lord, Good is thine acceptable will, I yield obeisance to thy word, I come, thy humbled state to feel, My calling here I plainly see, To bear, and bleed, and die with thee. Sufferer for sin my Master was, A Man of Griefs, enur'd to woe, I bow me to thine inward cross, Sad fellowship with thee I know: Thou for another's sin didst groan, And shall not I lament mine own? Yes, Lord, I drink thy bitter cup Of grief, astonishment, and pain, I fill thy sore afflictions up, I faint thy burthen to sustain, Page 19 My spirit sweats thy sweat of blood, And gasping calls "My God, my God!" My spirit by thy pangs is torn, While thou art pleas'd my faith to try; For thee disconsolate I mourn, And still repeat thy bitter cry, "My God, my God, I cry like thee, Ah! Why hast thou forsaken me!" Abandon'd to the tempter's power, Still on thy daily cross I bleed, 'Till all the rage of hell is o'er, 'Till all my nature's life is dead; Then, then my utmost wish I have, And sink into my Saviour's grave. I sink with thee, with thee to rise, Thy quickning Spirit to regain, T' insure my calling's heavenly prize, And suffer with my Lord to reign, Thy resurrection's power to prove, And live the life of perfect love. "And he said to ( them) all, if any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me." Luke ix. 23. Master, I own thy lawful claim, Thine, wholly thine I long to be, Thou seest at last I willing am, Where'er thou go'est to follow thee, Myself in all things to deny; Thine wholly, thine to live and die. The word "them" is not in the original. Page 20