Wesley Corpus

When nature's strength, and spirits fail, And all th' infernal powers combin'd My conscience furiously assail, And Satan brings my sins to mind; The fierce accusing fiend restrain, Prevent, or break his final blow, And, ransom'd thro' thy bleeding pain, I trample on my vanquish'd foe. I sing the new triumphant song, O death, where is thy boasted sting? Salvation doth to God belong, Who doth to me salvation bring! Thanks be to God thro' Christ alone, Who gives the final victory, Mingles with his my latest groan, And bids me die his face to see. Hymn XXVI. Jesus, to whose omniscient mind Future and past are present now, See my weak soul on thee reclin'd, Whene'er my dying head I bow: Ev'n now a sinner's suit admit, Who humbly my request make known, And, prostrate at thy mercy seat, For peace, and final pardon groan. Sav'd from ten thousand deaths and snares, Wilt thou not lead me safely home, Number'd with thee my hoary hairs Bring down with triumph to the tomb? Thou infinite in love and power, My tempted soul thro' life stand by, And when I meet my mortal hour, My only business be to die. Page 29 My finish'd work, my conflicts past, O may I then with joy perceive, And, more than conqueror at last, Glory to my Redeemer give! Dealing thy grace to all around, I would my latest breath employ, Witness of full redemption found, And ripe for all my Master's joy. A sinner saved! (Be then my cry) Sav'd by the riches of his grace, Who would not have one sinner die, Who died himself for all our race! His blood my utmost debt has paid, His blood has cleans'd me from all sin, And bought the heaven I see display'd To take an heir of glory in. Hymn XXVII. Drawn by a dying sinner's prayer, Come, Saviour, from above, And in my parting soul declare, The majesty of love: Before I render up my breath, Thy glorious goodness show, And safely through the gates of death To endless life I go. I long thy smiling face to see, Who freely dost forgive Transgression, sin, iniquity, The moment we believe. Page 30 In me create that seeing eye, Which doth the peace impart, And now with all thy wounds pass by, And captivate my heart.