Wesley Corpus

Greaten my contracted mind, Saviour thou of all mankind; What in man thy grace could move? O the riches of thy love! Let thy love possess me whole, Let it take up all my soul, True magnificence impart, Purify, and fill my heart. I despise all earthly things, Offspring to the King of kings, God I for my Father claim, Jesus is my brother's name, Heaven is mine inheritance, I shall soon remove from hence, As the stars in glory shine, Christ, and God, and all is mine! Hymn LXXI.22 Come let us join the hosts above Now in our youngest days, Remember our Creator's love, And lisp our Father's praise. His majesty will not despise The day of feeble things: Grateful the songs of children rise, And please the King of kings. Page 69 23Appeared first in HSP (1742), 198-99. We all his kind protection share, Within his arms we rest; The sucklings are his tenderest care, While hanging on the breast. We praise him with a stammering tongue, While under his defence, He smiles to hear the artless song Of childish innocence. He loves to be remembred thus, And honour'd for his grace, Out of the mouth of babes like us His wisdom perfects praise. Glory to God, and praise, and power, Honour and thanks be given, Children, and cherubim, adore The Lord of earth and heaven! Hymn LXXII.23 O happy state of infancy! Strangers to guilty fears, We live from sin and sorrow free In these our tender years. Jesus the Lord our shepherd is, And did our souls redeem, Our present and eternal bliss Are both secur'd in him. His mercy every sinner claims; For all his flock he cares, The sheep he gently leads, the lambs He in his bosom bears. Loving he is to all his sons, Who hearken to his call, But us, his weak, his little ones, He loves us best of all. Page 70 24Appeared first in HSP (1742), 200-201. If unto us our friends are good, 'Twas he their hearts inclin'd, He bids our fathers give us food, And makes our mothers kind. Then let us thank him for his grace, He will not disapprove Our meanest sacrifice of praise, Our childish prattling love. Hymn LXXIII.24 Come let us our good God proclaim By earth and heaven ador'd; Children are bid to praise his name, And magnify the Lord.