Wesley Corpus

Ev'n here he bids us triumph In his experienc'd favour, As in the days Of infant grace, When first we found our Saviour; Out of the iron furnace As when by Pharaoh driven21 In haste we came, And hymn'd the name That spake our sins forgiven. "She shall sing as in the days of her youth, as in the day when she came up out of the land of Egypt." Hosea ii. 15.22 The name we still acknowledge That burst our bonds in sunder, And loudly sing Our conquering King In songs of joy and wonder: In every day's deliverance Our Jesus we discover; 'Tis he, 'tis he! That smote the sea, And led us safely over. In sin's and Satan's onsets He still our souls secures, Our guardian God Looks thro' the cloud, And blasts our fierce pursuers: He fights his people's battles Omnipotently glorious, He fights alone, And makes his own O'er earth and hell victorious. Partakers of his triumph In vehement expectation We now stand still To prove his will, And see his great salvation; 21MS Spencer reads: "Out of the land of Egypt, / as when divinely driven." 22Ori., "ii. 13"; an error.