Wesley Corpus

O that now with pardon blest We each might each embrace, Quietly together rest, And feed upon thy grace, Like our sinless parents live! Great shepherd, make thy goodness known, All into thy fold receive, And keep forever one. Page 317 "The sucking child shall play on the hole of the asp." Isa. xi. 8. Have we not securely play'd In the abodes of death, By our innocence betray'd Into the dragons' teeth? Yet thou didst from every snare Preserve the children of thy grace, That thy sucklings might declare Our constant Saviour's praise. "They shall not hurt nor destroy in all my holy mountain." Isa. xi. 9. Lord of hosts, thy power assume, Thy sway thro' earth extend, Then destructive war shall come To a perpetual end, Nothing noxious then remains In all the mount of holiness, Jesus fills the throne, and reigns In everlasting peace. "For the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord, as the waters cover the sea." Isa. xi. 9. Earth shall then with love o'er-flow, While perfectly restor'd Every soul delights to know That glory of the Lord: Christ his glorious image is; As all mankind at once shall prove, Swallow'd up in the abyss Of his eternal love. "In that day there shall be a root of Jesse, which shall stand for an ensign of the people; to it shall the Gentiles seek, and his rest shall be glorious." Isa. xi. 10. Dawn'd that gospel-day divine; But suddenly o'er-cast, Surely it again shall shine With brightest beams at last, Page 318 David's Son we soon shall see Array'd with majesty and power, Prostrate Jews confess 'tis he, And all mankind adore. See the standard lifted up, Behold the crucified! Christ our peace, desire, and hope, We would in thee confide, Would in thee forever live, With pardon and salvation blest; Us into thine arms receive, Into thy glorious rest. "In that day the Lord shall set his hand again to recover the remnant of his people, c." Isa. xi. 11, 12. Jesus, thou hast spoke the word; Thine hand again set to, Gather in the remnant, Lord, And save the chosen few; O repair the general loss, The many by thy gospel call, Shew the world thy bleeding cross, Thy dying love for all.