Wesley Corpus

Hymns for Children (1763)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1763
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-for-children-1763-038
Words385
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Reign of God Trinity
By the Spirit of grace, We our Saviour embrace, And expect he again will come down, Our souls to remove By the power of his love, And with heavenly glory to crown. Hymn LXXXIII. Thou whom angel-quires proclaim, Hast bid the children chant thy name, Loosen then the stammering tongue, Listen to my artless song: Now my infant voice I raise, Lisp an unknown Saviour's praise, And feebly thus begin to sing Under the shadow of thy wing. Hymn LXXXIV. Lord, that I may sing to thee, And make the sweetest melody, Bid my soul in hymns aspire, Echo to the psalmist's lyre; Tune my heart to praise the Lamb, (Jesus his harmonious name) And when thou dost from earth remove, Give me a golden harp above. Page 77 Hymn LXXXV. When Jesus darts his glorious light, All heaven is ravish'd with the sight, The cherubs strike their golden lyres, The seraphs glow with brighter fires: But when Jesus shews his face, All are hush'd and lost in praise! Hymn LXXXVI. In vain are children taught to pray, Or praise a God unknown: Christ is the true and living way, And God and Christ are one. Whene'er we think on God most high, Whene'er his praise proclaim, We think on him, who stoop'd to die, We bow to Jesu's name. My God in Jesus reconcil'd, Declare thyself to me, If still an uncorrupted child, Yet still I know not thee. To make my sinful nature pure, Thy Spirit, Lord, impart, And me from actual sin secure, By dwelling in my heart. Hymn LXXXVII. O might I in my youthful days Reflect on my Creator's grace, Call on my heavenly Father's name, Whose mercy made me what I am, Whose love out of his bosom gave His only Son, a world to save, To buy, and wash me with his blood, And bring my new-born soul to God. Page 78 Hymn LXXXVIII. Children have a right to sing Praises to their Infant-King, Tell how Christ the holy child God and man hath reconcil'd. Whom the heavens cannot contain, Very God and very man, God was in his infancy Weak and ignorant like me. Wherefore did he stoop so low? Jesus, help my heart to know, Thou who didst my flesh receive, Unto me thy Spirit give.