Wesley Corpus

Page 191 "Though all men shall be offended because of thee, yet will I never be offended." Matt. xxvi. 33. One moment, Lord, if thou depart, With like presumption I Shall trust my own deceitful heart, And give my God the lye: Though all prove faithful to thy cause, Without thy constant power, I only stumbling at thy cross Shall fall, and rise no more. "Though I should die with thee, yet will I not deny thee." Matt. xxvi. 35. Who trust in a suppos'd decree, Or your own perfect purity, And cannot fall from grace, Before your Master ye deny, Before ye curse your God and die, Remember Peter's case! "My soul is exceeding sorrowful." Matt. xxvi. 38. The Man of Sorrow now Thou dost indeed appear, Beneath my guilty burthen bow, And tremble with my fear: Thy pain is my relief, And doth my load remove, For O, if all thy soul is grief, Yet all thy heart is love! "He fell on his face, and prayed." Matt. xxvi. 39. What posture should I use, who see The prostrate Son of God In tears, in mortal agony, And bath'd in his own blood? Page 192 A sense of Jesu's grief unknown, Father, to me impart, And hear his humble Spirit groan In my poor, broken heart. "Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me." Matt. xxvi. 39. A follower of thy suffering Son, I would the bitter cup decline, Yet let thy sovereign will be done, My own I patiently resign, And calmly rest, whate'er I feel, Assur'd thou art my Father still. "Watch, and pray, that ye enter not into temptation." Matt. xxvi. 41. The pastor good with pious care Doth still his flock defend, Exhorts to faithfulness and prayer, And warns them to the end: Thus may I imitate my Lord, The people's pattern be, Obey, inforce thy warning word, And live and die like thee. "Friend, wherefore art thou come?" Matt. xxvi. 50. So gentle toward my basest foe O might I always be, A like return with Jesus shew To hellish treachery! O might I keep his patient word, His temper to the end, Taught by the meekness of my Lord, Who call'd the traitor friend!