Wesley Corpus

For this I part with him below, Let us but meet above, and know Each other in the throng, Partake the heavenly bridal feast, And sing reclining on thy breast The Lamb's eternal song. Hymns for Christian Friends. Hymn XXII.95 Come the heavenly peace divine, Enter this sad heart of mine, Come the everlasting rest, Visit my companion's breast, Dwell within my other soul, Let our social joy be full. Whom thy grace to me hath lent, Lord, I at thy throne present, Object of my tenderest care, Mention him in every prayer, Instant ask, that both may be One, for ever one, in thee. 95Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Friendship I, 9-10; and MS Friendship II, 29-30. Page 290 What thou dost on one confer Let us both delight to share, Both the heighten'd blessing taste, Both to thy embraces haste, Sweetly on thy bosom prove All the pleasantness of love. Let us thus with even pace96 Measure out our quiet days, Calmly thro' the valley glide, Led by our celestial guide, Lovely in our lives beneath, Not divided in our death. Hymns for Christian Friends. Hymn XXIII.97 Jesus, to thy preserving care My choicest blessing I commend, Receive, and in thy bosom bear The soul, whom thou hast made my friend. My friend! By pitying grace bestow'd On me, a man of woe and strife, To lighten my severest load, And sooth the pain of irksome life. My former desp'rate wound to heal, To draw the dire invenom'd dart, The sting of injur'd love expel, And drive the vipers from my heart. Thou, Lord, by him, and thou alone Hast forc'd me to let go my pain, Hast chear'd thy long-forgotten son, And turn'd me to my rest again. 96Ori., "with thine even pace"; corrected in errata and 2nd edn. (1756). 97Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Friendship I, 30-31; and MS Friendship II, 30-32. Page 291 Thro' him thou hast restor'd my hope, (The hope my madness cast away) Strangely reviv'd, and stir'd me up, And forc'd my heart again to pray. And can I the dear soul forget The choicest instrument divine, And not my instant suit repeat That all his heart may still be thine. Must I from him so much receive (To thee ascribing all the praise) Yet want the blessedness to give, To minister thy heavenly grace.