Wesley Corpus

Scripture Hymns (1762) Vol 2

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1762
Passage IDcw-duke-scripture-hymns-1762-vol-2-257
Words367
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Reign of God Christology Universal Redemption
Entred the holy place above, Cover'd with meritorious scars, The tokens of his dying love Our great high-priest in glory bears, He pleads his passion on the tree, He shews himself to God for me. Before the throne my Saviour stands, My friend and Advocate appears; My name is graven on his hands, And him the Father always hears; While low at Jesu's cross I bow, He hears the blood of sprinkling now! This instant now I may receive The answer of his powerful prayer: This instant now by him I live, His prevalence with God declare: And soon my spirit in his hands Shall stand, where my forerunner stands! "It is appointed unto men once to die." Heb. ix. 27. The sentence pass'd on Adam's race I meekly in myself receive, And thank thee for the warning grace, That here I have not long to live: I hasten to my real home, For no reprieve, or respite cry; But when the fatal hour is come, My only business be, To die. 93John Wesley underlined "life of pure obedience" in his personal copy. Page 362 "Christ was once offered to bear the sins of many; and unto them that look for him, shall he appear the second time, without sin, unto salvation." Heb. ix. 28. Jesus, thy bleeding love Our thankful hearts approve: Once a spotless victim slain, Thou didst here thy life resign, Bear for every child of man, Pacify the wrath divine. Our sins thy body bore, And justice asks no more; Thy sufficient sacrifice Did for all mankind atone: Now thou reign'st above the skies, High on thine eternal throne. But while for thee we mourn, Thou wilt to us return, Wilt the second time appear Saviour of the faithful race; I shall then behold thee near, I shall see thy heavenly face. God's everlasting Son Shall on the clouds come down! How unlike the Man of Woe, Him that groan'd on Calvary! Him that tasted death below, Him that purchas'd life for me! Come then our heavenly friend, Sorrow and death to end, Pure, millennial joy to give, Now appear on earth again, Now thy people sav'd receive, Now begin thy glorious reign!