Scripture Hymns (1762) Vol 1
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1762 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-scripture-hymns-1762-vol-1-115 |
| Words | 390 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
In small events we daily prove The wisdom of our Father's love; We own the work is his From trivial incidents to raise Matter for his eternal praise, And our eternal bliss. "Boaz said unto the reapers, The Lord be with you." Ruth ii. 4. By Boaz, yet divinely, taught, Father, we for our servants pray, Let all their works in thee be wrought, Thee let them still in us obey, And find, partakers of the Lord, In life and death their full reward. "They answer'd him, The Lord bless thee!" Ruth ii. 4. Under the yoke, O God, to thee We humbly for our betters cry, Bless them with true felicity, With showers of blessings from the sky, Thy grace be to our masters given; Our lords on earth be kings in heaven! Page 140 "She bowed herself to the ground." Ruth ii. 10. Religion pure rejects the dress Of rude illiberal clownishness, Nor calls it sinful courtesy T' incline the head, or bow the knee; Well-taught by her, respect we shew, And honour give where'er 'tis due, But gladly pay to true desert The humblest homage of the heart. "A full reward be given thee of the Lord God of Israel, under whose wings thou art come to trust." Ruth ii. 12. I too have left my worldly home, My old idolatry, And to thy people join'd, am come To put my trust in thee: In thee I seek my full reward With all thy saints above: But tell me now, thou art my Lord, And bless me with thy love. "Where hast thou gleaned to day?" Ruth ii. 19. At evening to myself I say, Soul, where hast thou glean'd today, Thy labours how bestow'd? What hast thou rightly said, or done? What grace attain'd, or knowledge won, In following after God? "Thou shalt go in, and uncover his feet, and lay thee down, and he will tell thee what thou shalt do." Ruth iii. 4. Jesus, we claim thee for our own, Our kinsman near allied in blood, Flesh of our flesh, bone of our bone, The Son of man, the Son of God, And lo, we lay us at thy feet, Our sentence from thy mouth to meet. Page 141 "Spread thy skirt over thine handmaid, for thou art a near kinsman." Ruth iii. 9.