Scripture Hymns (1762) Vol 2
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1762 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-scripture-hymns-1762-vol-2-241 |
| Words | 333 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Sustain'd by the pity divine, That pants in Immanuel's breast, My sorrow uniting to thine, In calm resignation I rest: Thy word to the members is sure, The joy is annext to the pain:78 With thee to the end I endure, With thee I in glory shall reign. "Let every one that nameth the name of Christ, depart from iniquity." 2 Tim. ii. 19. Call'd after thee I am, And thou my Saviour art, And thro' the virtue of thy name I now from sin depart: Thus may I always tell That I, O Christ, am thine, And bear throughout my life the seal And character divine. "Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof." 2 Tim. iii. 5. The form of godliness remains, Which the dead church its saviour makes, Or each a different form maintains, The shadow for the substance takes, But all the living power deny, And call the truth of God a lie. The living power, which saves from sin, Which pardon on the conscience seals, Which writes the law of love within, And all the promises fulfils, 77John Wesley underlined "marks in my body" in line 3 and "daily in agonies" in line 4 in his personal copy. 78John Wesley underline "is annext" in his personal copy, drawing an exclamation point in the margin. Page 336 The christen'd infidels blaspheme, As folly's creed, or phrenzy's dream. By this, divinely warn'd, we know The latest perilous times are come, And look for Christ t' appear below, His antichristian foes to doom, And reign o'er all our earth renew'd, The sole, supreme, eternal God. "All that will live godly in Christ Jesus, shall suffer persecution." 2 Tim. iii. 12. Sinner, who dost thyself deceive, By prudent care the cross decline, Thou art not willing yet to live In Christ the righteous life divine; Thou dost not persecution bear, Which all who would be sav'd endure; Thy soul is in the fowler's snare, And sleeps in Satan's arms secure.