Hymns on the Lord's Supper (1745)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1745 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-on-the-lords-supper-1745-014 |
| Words | 350 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Ruin in him compleat we have, And canst not thou as greatly save, And fully here our loss repair? Thou canst, thou wilt, we dare believe, We here thy nature shall retrieve, And all thy heavenly image bear. Hymn XXXIII. Jesu, dear, redeeming Lord, Magnify thy dying word, 15In 1745 original only the first and third stanzas are numbered, but in all later editions all four stanzas are numbered. Page 26 In thine ordinance appear, Come, and meet thy followers here. In the rite thou hast enjoin'd16 Let us now our Saviour find, Drink thy blood for sinners shed, Taste thee in the broken bread. Thou our faithful hearts prepare, Thou thy pardoning grace declare, Thou that hast for sinners died, Shew thyself the crucified! All the power of sin remove, Fill us with thy perfect love, Stamp us with the stamp divine, Seal our souls for ever thine. Hymn XXXIV. Lord of life, thy followers see Hungring, thirsting after thee, At thy sacred table feed, Nourish us with living bread. Chear us with immortal wine, Heavenly sustenance divine, Grant us now a fresh supply, Now relieve us, or we die. Hymn XXXV. O thou Pascal Lamb of God, Feed us with thy flesh and blood, Life and strength thy death supplys, Feast us on thy sacrifice. 16Ori., "enjoyn'd"; spelling changed in 3rd edn. (1751) and following. Page 27 Quicken our dead souls again, Then our living souls sustain, Then in us thy life keep up, Then confirm our faith and hope. Still, O Lord, our strength repair, Till renew'd in love we are, Till thy utmost grace we prove, All thy life of perfect love. Hymn XXXVI. Amazing mystery of love! While posting to eternal pain, God saw his rebels from above, And stoop'd into a mortal man. His mercy cast a pitying look; By love, meer causeless love inclin'd, Our guilt and punishment he took, And died a victim for mankind. His blood procur'd our life and peace, And quench'd the wrath of hostile heaven; Justice gave way to our release, And God hath all my sins forgiven.