Wesley Corpus

Woe to the man, eternal woe To him by whom th' offence doth come! His lot and portion is below, His sentence is th' apostate's doom; Plung'd in the depths of grief unless With broken heart his crime he feel, A load of guilt shall soon depress His soul to the profoundest hell. Ah, Saviour, keep my trembling heart Which feels its own infirmity; One moment, Lord, if thou depart, The dire offence will come by me: But if myself I always fear, Thou wilt display thy guardian love, And give me grace to persevere, Till safe with thee I rest above. "The Son of man is come to save that which was lost." Matt. xviii. 11. To save the lost he came: The lost was all mankind: And I thro' Jesu's name Do now salvation find, And publish it the world around That grace doth more than sin abound. "If two of you shall agree on earth, as touching any thing that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven." Matt. xviii. 19. We two, O Lord, on earth agree Touching a thing to ask of thee, And trust it shall for us be done: We ask to be preserv'd from sin, Kept by the power of God within, Till sav'd, and perfected in one. Page 176