Wesley Corpus

In vain to skreen you from his eye, Ye to the rocks and mountains cry; The rocks are melted by his fire, The mountains touch'd in smoak expire. But while the judge a moment stays, That moment snatch to sue for grace: And lo! To save you from your fear, The everlasting Rock is near! Enter, ye guilty slaves of sin, The Rock is rent to take you in, There, there your trembling spirits hide, And safety find in Jesu's side! "Cease ye from man." Isa. ii. 22. Jesus, to my heart explain What it is to cease from man, Born in sin and misery, Born a sad reverse of thee! Nothing great may I admire, Nothing good in man require, Never worship or esteem, Never trust myself, or him. Cut off my dependence vain On the help of mortal man: One who as a shadow flies, One who in a moment dies. But thou dost forever live, Wherefore to thyself I cleave, Good and all-sufficient own, Love, and trust in God alone. Page 308 "What could have been done more to my vineyard, that I have not done in it?" Isa. v. 4. If God to one of all our race Deny sufficiency of grace, Withold the sin-forsaking power, Sinners to save he might do more: But if on the whole world he call, Sincerely offering life to all, Who spurn his grace, their Lord deny, And self-destroy'd they justly die. What could have been done less, to save Lost sinners from th' infernal grave, If God did to destruction doom, And damn'd us from our mother's womb? Or if he only pass'd us by, And left us unredeem'd to die, Poor souls to save, we must confess, His love could never have done less. "Wherefore, when I looked that it should bring forth grapes, brought it forth wild grapes?" Isa. v. 4. Doth Christ expect what cannot be, Good fruit out of an evil tree? The evil tree may then be good, And flourish, water'd by his blood; Whoe'er the Christian faith profess May bring forth fruits of righteousness, And answer all their Lord's design, As branches of the heavenly vine. "Here am I, send me." Isa. vi. 8. Ah, woe is me, immerst in sin, A man of lips and life unclean! How shall I with thy message run, Or preach the pardning God unknown?