Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749) Vol 2

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1749
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1749-vol-2-132
Words375
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Reign of God Christology Catholic Spirit
Then let us in his praises join, Triumph in his salvation, Glory ascribe to love divine, Worship, and adoration: Heaven already is begun, Open'd in each believer; Only believe, and still sing on, Heaven is ours forever. Another The True Use of Musick. "I will sing with the Spirit, and I will sing with the understanding also." 1 Corinthians XIV. 15. Jesus, thou soul of all our joys, For whom we now lift up our voice, And all our strength exert, Vouchsafe the grace we humbly claim, Compose into a thankful frame, And tune thy people's heart. While in the heavenly work we join, Thy glory be our sole design, Thy glory, not our own: Still let us keep our end in view, And still the pleasing task pursue, To please our God alone. The secret pride, the subtle sin Oh! Let it never more steal in, T' offend thy glorious eyes, Page 256 To desecrate our hallow'd strain, And make our solemn service vain, And mar our sacrifice. To magnify thy awful name, To spread the honours of the Lamb, Let us our voices raise, Our souls and bodies powers unite, Regardless of our own delight, And dead to human praise. Still let us on our guard be found, And watch against the power of sound, With sacred jealousy; Lest haply sense should damp our zeal, And musick's charms bewitch and steal Our heart away from thee. That hurrying strife far off remove, That noisy burst of selfish love, Which swells the formal song; The joy from out our heart arise, And speak, and sparkle in our eyes, And vibrate on our tongue. Thee let us praise our common Lord, And sweetly join with one accord, Thy goodness to proclaim: Jesus, thyself in us reveal, And all our faculties shall feel Thine harmonizing name. With calmly reverential joy We then shall all our lives employ In setting forth thy love, And raise in death our triumph higher, And sing with all the heavenly choir That endless song above. Page 257 On His Birth-day. Away with my fears! The glad morning appears, When an heir of salvation was born! From Jehovah I came, For his glory I am, And to him I with singing return.