Wesley Corpus

O hear, and shew thou hear'st my call, That this thy people now may know Thou art the common Lord of all, Thy blood for all mankind did flow. O let them feel the grace, the power, The life thy healing blood imparts, The Saviour of the world adore, And own, that thou hast turn'd their hearts. The God that answereth by fire, Jehovah to our help is come! In flames of love our hearts aspire, His love doth all our sins consume: It now consumes the sacrifice, The burning Spirit makes us clean, The wood, and stone, and dust destroys, And licks up all the streams of sin. The sin of all the world he bears Away: upon our face we fall: His fire of love confirms our prayers, Attesting that he died for all. He died for all the fallen race, We all may his salvation prove: The Lord he is the God of grace, The Lord he is the God of love! Page 37 Hymn XIV.17 Another. O all-atoning Lamb, O Saviour of mankind, If ev'ry soul may in thy name With me salvation find; If thou hast chosen me, To testify thy grace (That vast unfathomable sea Which covers all our race:) Equip me for the war, And teach my hands to fight, My simple upright heart prepare, And guide my words aright! Controul my every thought, My whole of self remove; Let all my works in thee be wrought, Let all be wrought in love. O arm me with the mind: Meek Lamb, that was in thee, And let my knowing zeal be join'd To fervent charity: With calm and temper'd zeal Let me inforce thy call, And vindicate thy gracious will, Which offers life to all. O! Do not let me trust In any arm but thine, Humble, O humble to the dust This stubborn soul of mine; Cast all my reeds aside, Captivate every thought, And drain me of my strength and pride, And bring me down to nought. Thou dost not stand in need Of me to prop thy cause, 17The printer failed to number this hymn in first edition. Page 38 T' assert thy general grace, or spread The vict'ry of thy cross; A feeble thing of nought With humble shame I own, The help which upon earth is wrought Thou dost it all alone.