Wesley Corpus

Page 7 O all that pass by To Jesus draw near! He utters a cry, Ye sinners give ear; From hell to retrieve you, He spreads out his hands, Now, now to receive you He graciously stands. "If any man thirst, And happy would be, The vilest and worst May come unto me, May drink of my Spirit, (Excepted is none) Lay claim to my merit, And take for his own." Whoever receives The life-giving word, In Jesus believes His God and his Lord; In him a pure river Of life shall arise, Shall in the believer Spring up to the skies. My God and my Lord; Thy call I obey, My soul on thy word Of promise I stay; Thy kind invitation I gladly embrace, Athirst for salvation, Salvation by grace. O hasten the hour, Send down from above Page 8 The Spirit of power, Of health and of love, Of filial fear, Of knowledge and grace, Of wisdom of prayer, Of joy and of praise. The Spirit of faith, Of faith in thy blood, Which saves us from wrath, And brings us to God; Removes the huge mountain Of indwelling sin, And opens a fountain That washes us clean. O Saviour of all In Adam that fell, Attend to our call And set to thy seal: Our thankful rehearsal If thou dost approve, Of grace universal, And infinite love? For whom did'st thou die, Thou meek Lamb of God? With all men may I Lay claim to thy blood? Me, me thou redeemest, Who for the unjust Hast suffer'd, and camest To save what was lost, If all men were dead, And fell in the fall,