Wesley Corpus

Lord, impart thy grief to me, Grief for man's obduracy; Angry at the sin alone, Let me for the sinner groan, Till his hardness thou remove, His, and mine, by dying love. Page 200 "He is beside himself." Mark iii. 21. Above my Lord I would not be, Prais'd by a world that branded thee, But scorn their scandalous esteem Who dar'd my God himself blaspheme: My portion of thy shame I take, A madman for my Master's sake, And made unto salvation wise, I follow Jesus to the skies. "Take heed what you hear." Mark iv. 24. Lord, if thou giv'st the hearing ear, The faith that works by love, Thy word we cautiously shall hear, And carefully improve; Savour of life it then shall be, Thoughts, words, and actions leaven, And build us up compleat in thee, And give us thrones in heaven. "He that hath, to him shall be given." Mark iv. 25. The hope of thy redeeming love Ah, give me, Saviour, to retain, To use, and carefully improve One talent, till the rest I gain: On me, if still I clasp thy feet, Thou wilt bestow the gospel-peace, And then the righteousness compleat, And then the crown of righteousness. "So is the kingdom of God, as if a man should cast seed into the ground ... and the seed should spring and grow up, he knoweth not how." Mark iv. 26, 27. Ye bold t' explain, describe, define The progress of the life divine, Your learned ignorance allow, And own it grows ye know not how!