Wesley Corpus

Scripture Hymns (1762) Vol 1

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1762
Passage IDcw-duke-scripture-hymns-1762-vol-1-092
Words394
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Christology Reign of God Catholic Spirit
Page 107 "As an eagle stirreth up her nest, fluttereth over her young, spreadeth abroad her wings, taketh them, beareth them on her wings; so the Lord alone did lead him, and there was no strange God with him." Deut. xxxii. 11, 12. The object of his kindest care He never yet forsook, But did himself my weakness bear, And all my burthen took, He bore me up, from earth he bore On wings of heavenly love, And taught my callow soul to soar To those bright realms above. "As an eagle stirreth up her nest, fluttereth over her young, spreadeth abroad her wings, taketh them, beareth them on her wings; so the Lord alone did lead him, and there was no strange God with him." Deut. xxxii. 11, 12. The Spirit of redeeming grace Hath been my sure defence, And thro' the pathless wilderness Led on my innocence, When simple as a little child All idols I abhor'd, And saw, as my Redeemer smil'd, My paradise restor'd. "He made him ride on the high places of the earth, that he might eat the increase of the fields; and he made him to suck honey out of the rock, and oyl out of the flinty rock: butter of kine, and milk of sheep, with the fat of lambs ... and thou didst drink the pure blood of the grape." Deut. xxxii. 13, 14. When first he freely justified, And did my pardon seal, O'er earth's strong holds he bad me ride, O'er all the powers of hell: Butter and milk he made me eat, And lifted up on high I saw the moon beneath my feet, I soar'd above the sky. With all the new-born babes I fed Upon the milky word, Partaker of the children's bread The favour of my Lord; Page 108 I feasted on the Paschal Lamb Who all my wants supplied, And with the sweetness of his name My soul was satisfied. The bliss of those above I knew, The angels' food partook, Fresh oyl, and sweetest honey drew Out of the heavenly Rock; The joy, and love from Jesus flow'd, And tasting him as mine, I drank the purest richest blood Of that immortal vine. "But Jeshurun waxed fat and kicked: then he forsook God which made him, and lightly esteemed the Rock of his salvation." Deut. xxxii. 15.