Wesley Corpus

On thee, O God, my soul is stay'd, And waits to prove thine utmost will: The promise by thy mercy made Thou canst, thou wilt in me fulfil: No more I stagger at thy power, Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move: Hasten the long-expected hour, And bless me with thy perfect love. One of the stubborn, harden'd race, Now, Lord, on me the work begin, And by the Spirit of thy grace Cut off the foreskin of my sin: My stiff-neck'd heart to circumcise, Thy sanctifying power exert, And I shall then attain the prize, And love my God with all my heart. Page 104 "The word is very nigh unto thee, in thy mouth and in thy heart." Deut. xxx. 14. My God, from whom the precept came, Doth power divine therewith impart, When Jesus I desire, and name, The word is in my mouth and heart; I feel it intimately near, Soon as my heart believes him true, And conscious of his presence here, Thro' Jesus I can all things do. "I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing, therefore choose life." Deut. xxx. 19. Wouldst thou insult the fallen man, The work of thy own hands, Or mock us, Lord, with offers vain, If thy decree withstands? Thou canst not thus our souls deceive, (Tho' men their God bely) Thou canst not bid us choose to live, Whom thou hast doom'd to die. "I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing, therefore choose life." Deut. xxx. 19. Have we not then a power from thee Our Saviour, to refuse The death, the curse, the misery, And endless life to choose: May I not turn from sin and live, And taste how good thou art? O let thy love this moment give The answer in my heart. "Behold, thy days approach that thou must die." Deut. xxxi. 14. Father, I know my day is nigh, And by thy justice doom'd to die,