Wesley Corpus

He hath in us his name reveal'd, His precious promises fulfill'd; And lo, we into nothing fall, Poor with eternal poverty Goodness entire in Christ we see, We feel that Christ is all in all! "They thirsted not, when he led them through the desarts: he caused the waters to flow out of the rock for them." Isa. xlviii. 21. Expecting now to be restor'd, And led by our redeeming Lord, We thro' the pathless desart go, Refresh'd, as in the ancient days, With living streams of gospel-grace Which from the Rock of Ages flow. We seek the New Jerusalem, 'Till marching on in Jesu's name The New Jerusalem we meet; That mother of us all descends, And shouting with our heavenly friends We find in Christ our joy compleat. "I will give thee for a light to the Gentiles, that thou mayst be my salvation unto the end of the earth." Isa. xlix. 6. Father, thou hast bestow'd On man th' incarnate God: Shining in our nature's night, In our mortal flesh reveal'd, Him, the true eternal light Earth's remotest ends beheld. But will he not again Appear on earth to reign? Page 352 Yes, the light of life divine All mankind shall soon receive, Christ in every soul shall shine, Christ in every heart shall live. His name from east to west Shall be by all confest, Him America shall praise, Asia recognize his power, Re-converted Europe bless, Africk's savages adore. O that we now might feel Thy gift unspeakable! Father, for thy Son we wait: Now thy great salvation send, Sole, immortal potentate, King of saints, 'till time shall end. "I will give thee for a covenant of the people, to establish the earth, to cause to inherit the desolate heritages." Isa. xlix. 8. Treaty of peace 'twixt God and man, Thee, Jesus, thee we gladly own, Whate'er the covenant doth contain, Is all compriz'd in thee alone, Its surety thou, its blessings art, Its substance in thy people's heart. Come then, thy Father's will to do, His wisdom, and effectual power: Thou only canst our earth renew, Our desolated souls restore; And fill the drooping heart with peace, And stablish us in righteousness. The ghastly wastes which sin hath made, God of almighty love, repair, Revive our piety decay'd, Rising out of her ruins fair Thy church, thy blameless body, shew The plenitude of God below.