Wesley Corpus

O thou whose pitying eye Thy fallen creature sees, Hear an afflicted sinner's cry, Who now my sin confess: Crush'd by its weight I am, Its bitterness I feel, And fill'd with fear, remorse, and shame, Adjudge myself to hell. Yet for thy promise sake Reverse my fearful doom, And save me from that burning lake, That endless wrath to come: 69Ori., "2"; a misprint. Page 247 Made meet by hallowing grace, O may I live to see The glorious light of Jesu's face, The God who died for me. "When he giveth quietness, who then can make trouble? And when he hideth his face, who then can behold him? Whether it be done against a nation, or against a man only." Job xxxiv. 29. Jesu, thou seest my troubled breast; Weary and faint, for lasting rest, For thee alone I pray: O might I with my Lord receive Peace which the world can never give, Can never take away! While banish'd from thy blissful sight, No glimpse of comfort or delight, No ray of hope I see; But cause on me thy face to shine, And glorious joy, and life divine, And heaven returns with thee. "When he giveth quietness, who then can make trouble? And when he hideth his face, who then can behold him? Whether it be done against a nation, or against a man only." Job xxxiv. 29. A nation God delights to bless Can all our raging foes distress, Or hurt whom they surround? Hid from the general scourge we are, Nor see the bloody waste of war, Nor hear the trumpet's sound. O might we, Lord, the grace improve, By labouring for the rest of love, The soul-composing power! Bless us with thine internal peace, And all the fruits of righteousness, 'Till time shall be no more. "I have born chastisement, I will not offend any more." Job xxxiv. 31. Chasten'd I all my days have been, And justly suffer'd for my sin, Page 248 But shall I still my God offend, 'Till sin and life together end? Father, I trust thy faithful love My sinful nature to remove, 'Till fill'd with Christ, my life, my power, I can abuse thy grace no more. "That which I see not, teach thou me." Job xxxiv. 32.