Wesley Corpus

Then let us patiently attend, To him the time and manner leave, Till God the long-sought blessing send, Till Christ his gracious fulness give, And faith's maturest fruit we prove In finish'd holiness and love. "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good-will towards men." Luke ii. 14. Sing all in heaven at Jesu's birth "Glory to God, and peace on earth, The heart of God thro' Christ is seen In mercy and good-will to men!" "The whole multitude sought to touch him: for there went virtue out of him, and healed them all." Luke vi. 19. I seek to touch my powerful Lord In every age the same, Confiding in his gospel-word, And in his saving name: Page 215 Saviour, in mine the grace reveal Which every soul may prove, And all my sin and sickness heal By thy balsamic love. "Woe unto you that are rich: for ye have received your consolation." Luke vi. 24. Ye envied rich, who nothing fear, Rich to yourselves, who rest below, Ye have receiv'd your comfort here, Hereafter look for endless woe. "Forgive, and ye shall be forgiven." Luke vi. 37. Forgive my foes? It cannot be: My foes with cordial love embrace? Fast bound in sin and misery, Unsav'd, unchang'd by hallowing grace, Throughout my fallen soul I feel With man this is impossible. Great searcher of the mazy heart, A thought from thee I would not hide, I cannot draw th' envenom'd dart, Or quench this hell of wrath and pride, Jesus, till I thy Spirit receive, Thou know'st, I never can forgive. Come, Lord, and tame the tiger's force, Arrest the whirlwind in my will, Turn back the torrent's rapid course, And bid the headlong sun stand still, The rock dissolve, the mountain move, And melt my hatred into love. Root out the wrath thou dost restrain; And when I have my Saviour's mind, I cannot render pain for pain, I cannot speak a word unkind, An angry thought I cannot know, Or count mine injurer my foe. Page 216 "Every tree is known by its own fruit." Luke vi. 44.