Wesley Corpus

Come, Lord, thy glorious face display, This world of woe and sin t' exclude, Bear in thine hands my soul away, Thyself my long-sought solitude: I now into thy hands resign My life to be conceal'd above, As satisfied with light divine, As quite absorb'd in heavenly love. "Thou art a place to hide me in." Psalm xxxii. 8. Jesus, the sinner's hiding place, My sanctuary thou art, Preserve me in thy love's embrace From my own evil heart, Open thine heart to take me in Beyond the tempter's power, And hide, where my besetting sin May never find me more. "O taste, and see that the Lord is good!" Psalm xxxiv. 8. Taste him in Christ, and see Th' abundance of his grace, Experience God so good to me, So good to all our race! Celestial sweetness prove Thro' Jesu's grace forgiven, And then enjoy in perfect love The largest taste of heaven. Page 258 "What man is he that lusteth to live, and would fain see good days?" Psalm xxxiv. 12. My lust of life is gone; yet here A few good days I fain would see, Days from the clouds of passion clear, Days to adore, and honour thee: I ask on earth a longer space, Thy love t' attain, and testify, T' experience all the life of grace, And sinless at thy feet to die. "Say unto my soul, I am thy salvation!" Psalm xxxv. 3. Who can sooth the soul's distresses? Jesus, Lord, Thy kind word All my sorrows eases: By the virtue of thy passion Make me whole, Tell my soul I am thy salvation! "And now, Lord, what is my hope?" Psalm xxxix. 8. What now is my object and aim? What now is my hope and desire? To follow the heavenly Lamb, And after his image aspire: My hope is all center'd in thee; I trust to recover thy love, On earth thy salvation to see, And then to enjoy it above. "Deliver me from all mine offences." Psalm xxxix. 9. Jesus, my Saviour and my Prince, Answer on me thy saving name, Deliver me from all my sins, The guilt, the sorrow, and the shame,