Wesley Corpus

Soon as thou dost in me proclaim, And make thy nature known, The new unutterable name Which perfects us in one; Made capable of heavenly rest, I shall from earth remove, T' enjoy the God for ever blest, Whom I entirely love. Hymn XXVIII. Before my judge severe, O how shall I appear! Stranger to his saving grace, Guilty and unholy I, Banish'd from his glorious face, Must I not for ever die? Answer to God for me The man on Calvary! Pleader of my desperate cause, He hath paid the debt I owe, Bought my pardon on the cross, Died himself to save his foe. His death to thee I shew, Thou righteous God and true; In arrest of judgment, plead Jesus, crush'd beneath my load: I no other ransom need, Speaks for me the sprinkled blood! Page 31 His blood from every sin Shall make my nature clean: Faith if in his blood I have, All my sins are wash'd away; He shall ransom from the grave, He shall raise me in that day. I then shall lift mine eyes With rapturous surprize, Boldly stand before the throne, In the judge the Saviour see, Christ my Intercessor own, Mine thro' all eternity! Hymn XXIX. In mercy infinite, Who hear'st the sinner's prayer, A little longer, yet A little longer spare Thy work, originally good, Thy fallen creature bought with blood. My soul in life detain, Saviour and Lord of all, Till, made like thee again, Recover'd from my fall, Thy long-lost favour I retrieve, And sinless in thine image live. Thou hast in patient love, Reserv'd me to this day, That I the power may prove Which takes my sins away, Which bids my soul depart in peace, In joy, and finish'd holiness. Page 32 Bid then my new-born soul After thy likeness rise, The faith that makes me whole That clears and sanctifies, To a poor ransom'd worm impart, With all thou hast, and all thou art. Hymn XXX. Long in prayer and supplication Have I made my fruitless moan, Waited, Lord, for thy salvation, Hunger'd for a good unknown: Hid from all but the receiver, Life's imperishable tree, Meat divine that lasts for ever, God himself reveal'd in me.