Wesley Corpus

Conform'd to an expiring God, Her spirit sweat his sweat of blood, And drank distraction's deepest cup, Higher the anguish rose and higher, While terribly baptiz'd with fire, She fill'd her Lord's afflictions up. Did she not to her Father look? Her Father still his own forsook, And left her bleeding on the tree: She sunk beneath her Saviour's load, And cried his cry, "My God, my God, Ah, why hast thou forsaken me!" But ended is the grief unknown, Tis done (ye saints rejoice) 'tis done! Her soul is spent in sacrifice! In life and death to Jesus join'd, Into her Father's hands resign'd She meekly bows her head, and dies. She dies into the world above, She lives the heavenly life of love, Page 287 And the new song of Moses sings; She sees the God whom saints adore, Whom angels hymn, and fall before, And wrap their faces in their wings. In rapture lost the heavenly quire The dear Redeemer's love admire, Which brought his suffering servant thro', Loudly they sing his sovereign grace, Wisdom, and power, and thanks, and praise, And glory, are our Jesu's due. This is the soul, with shouts they cry, That did in Jesus live and die, And wash'd her garments in his blood, Thro' much distress, and toil, and pain, Hither she comes with him to reign, She stands before the throne of God. With all that lov'd the bleeding Lamb, She stands her great reward to claim, Adorn'd with palm, and rob'd in white; Shines with peculiar glories grac'd, In God's eternal temple plac'd To serve her Maker day and night. Surely the high and lofty one Jehovah sitting on his throne Among these faithful souls shall dwell: Their life of pain and want is o'er, They hunger here, and thirst no more, Nor heat, nor slightest suffering feel. Page 288 The Lamb that with his Father reigns, Their happy happy spirits sustains, With heavenly food delights to fill; His saints he shall forever feed, And by the living waters lead, The springs of joy ineffable. He now hath wip'd away their tears, And each bright soul as God appears, But waits till all are gather'd home: Till all in one assembly meet, All earth and heaven the cry repeat "Come glorious God, to judgment come!"