Wesley Corpus

The grace which kept us to this hour, Shall keep us faithful to the end, When cloath'd with majesty and power, Our Jesus shall from heaven descend, His friends and confessors to own, And seat us on his glorious throne. Hymns for Christian Friends. Hymn XLVI.117 And are we yet alive, And see each other's face? Glory, and thanks to Jesus give For his almighty grace: Preserv'd by power divine To full salvation here, Again in Jesu's praise we join, And in his sight appear. 117Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Shent, 69a-69b; and MS Thirty, 227-28. Page 322 What troubles have we seen, What mighty conflicts past, Fightings without, and fears within, Since we assembled last! Yet out of all the Lord Hath brought118 us by his love, And still he doth his help afford, And hide our life above. Then let us make our boast Of his redeeming power, Which saves us to the uttermost, 'Till we can sin no more: Let us take up the cross, 'Till we the crown obtain, And gladly reckon all things loss, So we may Jesus gain. Jesus, to thee we bow, And for thy coming wait: Give us for good some token now In our imperfect state; Apply the hallowing word, Tell each who looks for thee, Thou shalt be perfect as thy Lord, Thou shalt be all like me! Hymns for Christian Friends. Hymn XLVII.119 Jesus, we look to thee, Thy promis'd presence claim, Thou in the midst of us shalt be Assembled in thy name: Thy name salvation is, (Which now we come to prove) Thy name is life, and joy, and peace, And everlasting love. 118Ori., "bought"; corrected in errata and 2nd edn. (1756). 119Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Cheshunt, 207-8; and MS Shent, 70a. Page 323 Not in the name of pride, Or selfishness we meet, From nature's paths we turn aside, And worldly thoughts forget. We meet, the grace to take Which thou hast freely given, We meet on earth for thy dear sake, That we may meet in heaven. Present we know thou art, But Oh! Thyself reveal; Now, Lord, let every bounding heart The mighty comfort feel: Oh! Might thy quickning voice The death of sin remove, And bid our inmost souls rejoice In hope of perfect love.