Wesley Corpus

What matters it to pray To God in Jesu's name, Unless we feel the words we say, And hang upon the Lamb? The Lamb for sinners slain, If strangers to his blood, We only take his name in vain, And mock th' Almighty God. Page 20 Father of mercies, shew What we by nature were, Children of wrath, and doom'd below Eternal pains to bear: When Jesus Christ thy Son For helpless sinners died, That all who trust in him alone, May know thee pacified. In him if we believe, Thy mercies we partake, Who all good things art pleas'd to give To man for Jesu's sake: We durst not ask thine aid, Or hope t' obtain thy love, But that his blood for us was shed, And speaks for us above. Wherefore to thee we cry, Thro' thy beloved Son, And fix on him our stedfast eye Who stands before thy throne; The good desires we feel, From him, we own, they came, And them, according to thy will, Present in Jesu's name. Our prayers to his unite, And as thy Son's receive, And give, who ask in Jesu's right, To us thy blessing give, Whate'er we thus desire, The suit of Jesus is: Hear then, and raise thy glory higher, By our eternal bliss. Hymn XXII. Thou, my God, art good and wise, And infinite in power, Thee let all in earth and skies Eternally adore: Page 21 Give me thy converting grace, That I may obedient prove, Serve my Maker all my days, And my Redeemer love. For my life, and cloaths, and food, And every comfort here, Thee, my most indulgent God, I thank with heart sincere, For the blessings numberless, Which thou hast already given, For my smallest spark of grace, And for my hope of heaven. Gracious God, my sins forgive, And thy good Spirit impart, Then I shall in thee believe With all my loving heart, Always unto Jesus look, Him in heavenly glory see, Who my cause hath undertook, And ever prays for me. Grace in answer to his prayer, And every grace bestow, That I may with zealous care Perform thy will below, Rooted in humility, Still in every state resign'd, Plant, Almighty Lord, in me A meek and lowly mind.