Wesley Corpus

Page 232 Yet for my treacherous kiss Thou wilt no more reprove, But pardon'st all I did amiss With a kind kiss of love. "I was daily in the temple." Luke xxii. 53. In pure obedience to thy will, Who to thy house repair, We find thee in the temple still, And hear thee teaching there. "Pilate said, I find no fault in this man." Luke xxiii. 4. Harmless in act, and word, and thought, The judge declares him free from blame, Without a blemish or a spot, A sinless saint, a perfect lamb; And such is a fit sacrifice, And such for sinful man he dies. "Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do." Luke xxiii. 34. When Jesus for his murtherers prays, Can God reject the dying prayer? Thou must forgive our ransom'd race: Thou dost our world of ruffians spare: The pardon bought by blood divine, Hath surely pass'd the seals of heaven; Father, thou art in Jesus mine, And all the world's with me forgiven. "Behold thy son: behold thy mother." John xix. 26, 27. We would thine aged followers give The honour to a parent due, We would the young with love receive, Purer than nature ever knew: