Scripture Hymns (1762) Vol 2
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1762 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-scripture-hymns-1762-vol-2-119 |
| Words | 391 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Page 159 And if, my Lord I thus confess, Thou wilt thy servant own, Present before thy Father's face, And place me on thy throne. "Whosoever shall deny me before men, him will I also deny before my Father which is in heaven." Matt. x. 33. Ah, wretched souls, who urg'd by shame Desert your Master's cause, Before the world deny his name, And stumble at his cross! Disown'd before the heavenly host, Ye shall receive your hire, Out from his glorious presence thrust Into eternal fire. "I came not to send peace, but a sword." Matt. x. 34. Saviour, apply the powerful word, Use upon us thy Spirit's sword, Who dare abide thy day; Thy people from the world divide, Cut off our selfishness and pride, Our sins forever slay. "Whosoever shall give unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only, in the name of a disciple, he shall in no wise lose his reward." Matt. x. 42. How small the gift it matters not Giv'n for the sake of Christ the Lord, It cannot be by Christ forgot, Or lose its infinite reward. Page 160 "Art thou he that should come, or do we look for another?" Matt. xi. 3. Give me, Lord, if thou art he, Deaf to hear, and blind to see, Lame, to walk in all thy ways, Dead, to live the life of grace; Bid my leprosy depart, Preach thyself into my heart; Satisfied, when thou art given, I seek no more in earth or heaven. "The poor have the gospel preached to them." Matt. xi. 5. Prepar'd by sacred poverty, Jesus, the power of God in me Unto salvation prove, Preach to my troubled soul thy peace, Inspire with all thy holiness, With all thy heavenly love. "Blessed is he whosoever shall not be offended in me." Matt. xi. 6. O may I never, never be Offended at thy words or thee, But steadily obedient prove The blessedness of simple love. "The kingdom of heaven suffereth violence, and the violent take it by force." Matt. xi. 12. O might thy powerful word Inspire a feeble worm To rush into thy kingdom, Lord, And take it as by storm! O might we all improve The grace already given, To seize the crown of perfect love, And scale the mount of heaven!