Wesley Corpus

'Tis finish'd he cries, Our Deliverer dies, The atonement is made, The ransom laid down, and the penalty paid. The all-conquering tomb Is by Jesus o'ercome, The terrible king Is disarm'd of his dart, and despoil'd of his sting. Triumphant I am Thro' the death of the Lamb, And redeem'd by his blood, I have nothing to fear from a pacified God, The favour divine, The image is mine, When his Son I receive, And united to him I eternally live. Hymn XX. In anxious agony of doubt, Who shall the dying sinner save? Afraid my sin will find me out, And sink my soul beneath the grave, To whom can I for refuge run, Undone, eternally undone? My only hope, in sad despair, Expiring hangs on yonder tree! His speaking blood's effectual prayer Is heard all-prevalent for me: Page 23 His blood resounding thro' the skies, Mercy, unbounded mercy, cries! His blood has bought the general peace, His blood has purg'd my guilty stain, Has sign'd my guilty soul's release, And brought me back to God again, Who makes in Christ his goodness known, And gives me to his dying Son. This, only this, I stay to know, And feel it in my sprinkled heart, I then with calm affiance go To see thee, Saviour, as thou art, Thy shining scars, thy face to see, Whose death is life, is heaven to me. Hymn XXI. By the Redeemer certified, That here I have not long to live, I wait to feel his blood applied, Who doth for his own sake forgive. His favour seal'd in perfect peace, Is joy unspeakable t' obtain, His image of true holiness, That meetness with himself to reign. The Son of God reveal'd in me, He only can my soul prepare, Fill'd with his immortality, To meet and grasp him in the air. O might I now with Jesus find The everlasting life brought in, And know the Saviour of mankind, My Saviour from all fear and sin! Page 24 O might I after God wake up, And do his will like those above, And taste in Christ, my glorious hope, Th' anticipated heaven of love, Of love, of God in Christ possess'd; And wing'd with infinite desire, I then should enter into rest, And face to face my Lord admire. Hymn XXII.