Wesley Corpus

Scripture Hymns (1762) Vol 1

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1762
Passage IDcw-duke-scripture-hymns-1762-vol-1-022
Words382
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Universal Redemption Catholic Spirit
Page 14 Tho' sin lie knocking at the door, Admittance we may still refuse, For Jesus doth to all restore The power or life or death to chuse. "Unto thee shall be the desire of it, and thou shalt rule over it." (Heb.) Gen. iv. 7. Lusting to shed his brother's blood, Must Cain to the desire submit? He might have still superior stood, And trampled sin beneath his feet: And may not all, O Lord, embrace The power o'er sin obtain'd by thee? Sufficient is thy saving grace For every reprobate, and me. "The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground." Gen. iv. 10. How loud the blood of Abel cries, Demanding vengeance, from the ground! But louder still throughout the skies Thou hear'st the blood of Jesus sound: It pleads for the apostate race, That all his murtherers may live, It asks for me thy sparing grace, And every drop cries out, Forgive! "Enoch walked with God." Gen. v. 22. O that I might walk with God! Jesus my companion be, Lead me to thy blest abode, Thro' the fire, or thro' the sea: Join'd to thee by humble love Nothing I desire beside, Only let me never move, Never stir without my guide. Page 15 "This same shall comfort us concerning our work, and toil of our hands, because of the ground which the Lord hath cursed." Gen. v. 29. Jesus, thou that Noah art! Earth again in thee is blest: Comfort thou my troubled heart, Be my weary spirit's rest: Then I shall no more complain, Never at my lot repine: Welcome toil, and grief, and pain! All is well, if Christ be mine. "My Spirit shall not always strive with man." Gen. vi. 3. Yet for a time he strives with all: O may he strive with me, Till quite recover'd from its fall My soul is all like thee! "Yet his days shall be an hundred and twenty years." Gen. vi. 3. Had God foreknown it could not be, That sinners should accept his grace, Vain were that added century, Which mock'd them with a longer space: But O, they wilfully went on Rebellious, 'till their day was past, And forc'd the ling'ring deluge down, And perish'd in their sins at last.