Wesley Corpus

Resurrection Hymns (1746)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1746
Passage IDcw-duke-resurrection-hymns-1746-003
Words369
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Universal Redemption Catholic Spirit
Surely thou hast call'd me now! Now I hear the voice divine, At thy wounded feet I bow, Wounded for10 whose sins but mine! I have nail'd him to the tree, I have sent him to the grave: But the Lord is ris'n for me, Hold of him by faith I have. Here for ever would I lie, Didst thou not thy servant raise, Send me forth to testify All the wonders of thy grace. Lo! I at thy bidding go, Gladly to thy followers tell They their rising God may know, They the life of Christ may feel. Hear, ye brethren of the Lord, (Such he you vouchsafes to call) O believe the gospel-word, Christ hath died, and rose for all: Turn ye from your sins to God, Haste to Galilee, and see Him, who bought thee with his blood, Him, who rose to live in thee. 10"For" changed to "by" in 1747 and 1751 edns. only. Page 6 Hymn IV.11 Jesus, the rising Lord of all, His love to man commends, Poor worms he blushes not to call His brethren and his friends. Who basely all forsook their Lord In his distress, and fled, To these12 he sends the joyful word, When risen from the dead. Go tell the vile deserters! No: My dearest brethren tell, Their Advocate to heaven I go, To rescue them from hell. Lo! To my Father I ascend! Your Father now is he, My God, and yours, whoe'er depend For endless life on me. Henceforth I ever live above For you to interceed, The merit of my dying love, For all mankind to plead. Sinners, I rose again to shew Your sins are all forgiv'n, And mount above the skies, that you May follow me to heav'n. 11Manuscript precursors of this hymn appear in MS Cheshunt, 183-84; MS Clarke, 191; and MS Shent, 74a. A manuscript version also appears in MS John, 429-30. 12"These" changed to "thee" in 1774 edn. and following. Page 7 Hymn V.13 Object of all our knowledge here, Our one desire, and hope below, Jesus, the crucified, draw near, And with thy sad disciples go: Our thoughts and words to thee are known, We commune of thyself alone.