Wesley Corpus

Satan's slaves against me rose, And sought my life to slay; Thou hast baffled all my foes, And spoil'd them of their prey; Thou hast cast th' accuser down, Hast maintain'd thy servant's right, Made mine innocency known, And clear as noonday-light. Evil to my charge they laid, And crimes I never knew; But my Lord the snare display'd, And drag'd the fiend to view; Glar'd his bold malicious lie! Satan, shew thine art again, Hunt the pretious life, and try, To take my soul in vain. Thou, my great redeeming God, My Jesus still art near, Kept by thee, nor secret fraud, Nor open force I fear; Safe amidst the snares of death, Guarded by the King of kings, Glad to live, and die beneath The shadow of thy wings. 57A manuscript copy of this hymn (with no variants) is present in the Methodist Archives Research Centre, The John Rylands University Library: DDCW 3/15. Page 241 "Seek ye first, the kingdom of God, and his righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you." Matthew vi.59 33. The earth is the Lord's, and all it contains, The truth of his words forever remains: The saints have a mountain of blessings in him, His grace is the fountain, his peace is the stream. To him our request we now have made known, Who sees what is best for each of his own: Our heathenish care we cast it aside, He heareth the prayer, and God shall provide. The modest and meek this earth shall possess: The kingdom who seek of Jesus's grace, That power of his Spirit shall joyfully own, And all things inherit in virtue of one. Whatever we need his bounty shall give, And hallow the bread we daily receive; We live by his blessing (that bread from above) All fulness possessing in Jesus's love. On a Journey. Saviour, friend of lost mankind, Now thy love we call to mind, Us thou hast in mercy sought, Us unto thyself hast brought. 58Ori., "CLXXVIII". Hymn CLXXVIII to Hymn CXCIV have also been corrected (error occurs in both editions). 59Ori., "vii" (in both editions). Page 242 Long, too long we went astray, Wanderers from the narrow way, Down a broad destructive road, Far from peace, and far from God.