Scripture Hymns (1762) Vol 1
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1762 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-scripture-hymns-1762-vol-1-025 |
| Words | 343 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Happy is the man forgiven: This let every sinner feel, Taste in thee his present heaven, Pant for greater blessings still: O that all anew created Might thine image here retrieve, Then to paradise translated In thy glorious presence live. "I am thy shield, and thy exceeding great reward." Gen. xv. 1. What can we ask or covet more, Who Abraham's Lord and God adore, Who treading in his footsteps, plead The promise made to all his seed, And trust in Jesu's faithful love Our shield on earth, our heaven above! "So shall thy seed be." Gen. xv. 5. His spiritual, believing seed In glory shall excel, Numbers of Israelites indeed, Which only God can tell, Distinguish'd by their Saviour's love With dignity divine, And brighter than the stars above They shall forever shine. Page 19 "He believed in the Lord, and he counted it to him for righteousness." Gen. xv. 6. Father, in Abraham's steps I tread, Receive thine evangelic word, Who gav'st to suffer in my stead Thine only Son, my God and Lord: The faith, which now I act on thee, Who didst again my surety raise, Is counted righteousness to me, And I am sav'd thro' Jesu's grace. "Thou God seest me." Gen. xvi. 13. Where'er I am, whate'er I do, My heart is naked to thy view: O may I ever mindful be Th' all seeing eye is fixt on me! "I am the Almighty God; walk before me, and be thou perfect." Gen. xvii. 1. God of all sufficient grace, My God in Christ thou art; Bid me walk before thy face, 'Till I am pure in heart, 'Till transform'd thro' faith divine I gain that perfect love unknown, Bright in all thine image shine, By putting on thy Son. "Abraham laughed." Gen. xvii. 17. When first we of thy promise heard, Thro' unbelief we smil'd, Impossible the birth appear'd Of Christ the holy child: But when thou dost thy Son reveal, And shew'st our sins forgiven, We laugh for joy unspeakable, For joy of present heaven.