Wesley Corpus

The heavenly comforts share Which with her breasts are stor'd, Draw out the milk, by faith and prayer, The sweetness of the word; With fulness of delight Her ordinances love, And see with her the glorious sight, Which makes their heaven above. "For thus saith the Lord, Behold, I will extend peace to her like a river, and the glory of the Gentiles like a flowing stream: then shall ye suck, ye shall be born upon her sides, and dandled upon her knees." Isa. lxvi. 12. For I my Sion's peace Will as a stream extend: Which still runs on with large increase, In boundless bliss to end: The riches of her grace The Gentiles too shall know, And pour their glory in, to raise And make her joy o'er-flow. The church shall then appear In full felicity; And every gospel-minister A tender nurse shall be; Her children dwell at ease With every comfort blest, While dandled on their mother's knees, And cherish'd in her breast. "As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you; and ye shall be comforted in Jerusalem. And when ye see this, your heart shall rejoice, and your bones shall flourish like an herb: and the hand of the Lord shall be known towards his servants, and his indignation towards his enemies." Isa. lxvi. 13, 14. With graces from above Myself will comfort you, And fondle with a kinder love Than mothers ever knew; Page 389 Your joyful souls shall see Jerusalem restor'd, Your bones reviv'd and strengthen'd be By virtue from the Lord: He in the heathen's sight For you his hand shall raise, The hand of his supporting might, Of his inriching grace; But dreadful to his foes He shall his strength employ, And crush whoe'er his church oppose, And Antichrist destroy. "For behold the Lord will come with fire, and with his chariots like a whirlwind, to render his anger with fury, and his rebuke with flames of fire. For by fire, and by his sword, will the Lord plead with all flesh: and the slain of the Lord shall be many." Isa. lxvi. 15, 16. For lo! The Lord will come Out of his holy place, With sword and fire destroy, consume The Antichristian race! Th' apostates' doom to seal Loud-thund'ring from afar He comes: and furious whirlwinds wheel Jehovah's rapid car: