Hymns on the Lord's Supper (1745)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1745 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-hymns-on-the-lords-supper-1745-047 |
| Words | 377 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Sprinkled with the blood we lye, And bless its cleansing power, Crying in the Spirit's cry, Our Saviour we adore! Jesu, Lord, whose cross we bear, Let thy death our sins destroy, Make us who thy sorrow share Partakers of thy joy. Page 113 Hymn CXXXII. Let heaven and earth proclaim Our common Saviour's name, Offer'd by himself to God In his temple here beneath, Him who shed for all his blood, Him for all who tasted death. By faith ev'n now we see The suffering deity, At the head of whole mankind Lo! He comes for all to die, Not a soul is left behind Whom he did not love and buy. First-born of many sons His blood for us atones, Saves us from the mortal pain, If we by his cross abide, If we in the house remain Where our elder brother died. Hymn CXXXIII. O thou, who hast our sorrows took, Who all our sins didst singly bear, To thy dear, bloody cross we look, We cast us on thy offering there, For pardon on thy death rely, For grace and strength to reach the sky. We look on thee our dying Lamb, On thee whom we have pierc'd, and mourn, Partakers of thy grief and shame: Thy anguish hath our bosoms torn, Page 114 For us thou didst thy life resign; Was ever love or grief like thine! O what a killing thought is this, A sword to pierce the faithful heart! Our sins have slain the Prince of Peace; Our sins, which caus'd his mortal smart, With him we vow to crucify; Our sins which murder'd God shall die! By faith we nail them to the tree, Till not one breath of life remain, But what we can present to thee, (To thee whose blood hath purg'd our stain) Conjoin'd to thy great sacrifice, Well-pleasing in thy Father's eyes. The sav'd and Saviour now agree In closest fellowship combin'd, We grieve, and die, and live with thee, To thy great Father's will resign'd; And God doth all thy members own One with thyself, for ever one. Hymn CXXXIV. Jesu, we know that thou hast died, And share the death we shew, If the first fruits be sanctified, The lump is holy too.