Wesley Corpus

He died, that we to him might live, Might all his righteousness receive, Fulness of love, and health, and power; He died, that we might sin no more. He shed his blood to wash us clean From all unrighteousness, and sin, To save from all iniquity; Jesus hath died for us; for me. He died that we might be made whole, Holy in body, spirit, soul, Might do his will like those above, Renew'd in all the life of love. Lay the foundation then no more, Reach forth unto the things before, On to the prize undaunted press, And seize the crown of righteousness. We shall the end of faith attain, The uttermost salvation gain, 30Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Cheshunt, 1-2; and MS Clarke, 1-2. Page 176 (Our calling's hope, our calling's prize, The tree of life in paradise.) Shall taste the manna of his grace, And pure in heart behold his face, Our Jesus shall himself impart, And cleanse, and fill the sinless heart. His nature to our souls make known, And write the name in the white stone, We all shall all his fulness prove, And find the pearl of perfect love. Hymns for Those that Wait for Full Redemption. Hymn XXIV.31 Ephesians iv. 8, 11, c. Let all mankind in Christ rejoice! The Lord is risen for you, and me, Ascending with a merry noise, He captive led captivity. Our Jesus is gone up on high, And gifts he hath receiv'd for men, He sends his Spi'rit to purify Our souls from every sinful stain. Teachers he gives our souls to feed, The word of truth and grace t' impart, Dispensers of the living bread, And pastors after his own heart. He makes them apt to teach, and guide The flock with wisdom from above, 'Till all are wholly sanctified Thro' faith, and perfected in love. 31Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Cheshunt, 2-4; and MS Clarke, 2-5. Page 177 The glorious ministry divine For this he did on earth ordain, Nor can he miss of his design, Or send his messengers in vain. They, under him, his church shall build, And lead his feeblest people on, 'Till all our souls with God are fill'd, For ever sanctified in one. Believing on our common Lord, 'Till we his image here regain, Experiencing his utmost word, And brought unto a perfect man.