Wesley Corpus

Thy power, and saving grace to shew, A warfare at thy charge I go, Strong in the Lord, and thy great might, Gladly take up the hallow'd cross, And suffering all things for thy cause, Beneath that bloody banner fight. A spectacle to fiends and men, To all their fierce or cool disdain, With calmest pity I submit, Determin'd nought to know beside My Jesus, and him crucify'd, I tread the world beneath my feet.