Wesley Corpus

Page 26 16 No ray of light, no gleam of hope The dismal regions can allow; 'Tis here I must my eyes lift up, The pains of hell surround me now. 17 Hopeless my damn'd estate I mourn, God's wrath is dropt into my soul; His fiery wrath in me shall burn, Long as eternal ages roll. 18 Hear sinners, hear an human fiend, And shudder at my horrid tale, Consign'd to woes that never end Before my time, I weep, and wail. 19 As Dives, would his brethren warn, Lest they should share his dreadful doom, Sinners (I cry) to Jesus turn, Nor to my place of torment come. 20 Hear an incarnate devil preach, Nor throw like me your souls away, While heavenly bliss is in your reach, And God prolongs your gracious day. 21 Whom I reject, do you receive, The Saviour of mankind embrace: He tasted death for all, believe, Believe, and ye are sav'd by grace. 22 Ye are, and I was once forgiven; Jesus's doom did mine repeal; I might with you have come to heaven, Sav'd by the grace from which I fell. 23 A ransom for my soul was paid; For mine, and every soul of man The Lamb a full atonement made, The Lamb for me, and Judas slain.