Wesley Corpus

Hymns on the Lord's Supper (1745)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1745
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-on-the-lords-supper-1745-025
Words393
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Means of Grace Reign of God
By thine all-atoning blood Raise and bring me now to God, Now pronounce my sins forgiven, Loose, and let me go to heaven. Hymn LXIX. Sinful, and blind, and poor, And lost without thy grace, Thy mercy I implore, And wait to see thy face, Page 50 Begging I sit by the way-side, And long to know the crucified. Jesu, attend my cry, Thou Son of David hear, If now thou passest by, Stand still and call me near, Thy darkness from my heart remove, And shew me now thy pard'ning love. Hymn LXX. Happy the man, to whom 'tis given, To eat the bread of life in heaven: This happiness in Christ we prove, Who feed on his forgiving love. Hymn LXXI. Draw near ye blood-besprinkled race, And take what God vouchsafes to give; The outward sign of inward grace, Ordain'd by Christ himself, receive: The sign transmits the signified, The grace is by the means applied. Sure pledges of his dying love Receive the sacramental meat, And feel the virtue from above, The mystic flesh of Jesus eat, Drink with the wine his healing blood, And feast on the incarnate God. Gross misconceit be far away! Thro' faith we on his body feed, Faith only doth the Spi'rit convey, And fills our souls with living bread, Page 51 Th' effects of Jesu's death imparts, And pours his blood into our hearts. Hymn LXXII. Come, Holy Ghost, thine influence shed, And realize the sign, Thy life infuse into the bread, Thy power into the wine. Effectual let the tokens prove, And made by heavenly art Fit channels to convey thy love To every faithful heart. Hymn LXXIII. Is not the cup of blessing, blest By us, the sacred means t' impart Our Saviour's blood, with power imprest And pardon to the faithful heart? Is not the hallow'd broken bread A sure communicating sign, An instrument ordain'd to feed Our souls with mystic flesh divine? Th' effects of his atoning blood, His body offer'd on the tree Are with the awful types bestow'd On me, the pardon'd rebel me.22 On all, who at his word draw near, In faith the outward veil look thro': Sinners, believe; and find him here: Believe; and feel he died for you. 22"Me" lacks emphasis in the 1st edn., but is italicized in all subsequent editions. Page 52