Wesley Corpus

Trinity Hymns (1767)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1767
Passage IDcw-duke-trinity-hymns-1767-049
Words386
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Trinity Reign of God Pneumatology
Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Whom One all-perfect God we own, Restorer of thine image lost, Thy various offices make known, Display, our fallen souls to raise, Thy whole economy of grace. Jehovah in Three Persons, come, And draw, and sprinkle us, and seal Poor guilty, dying worms, in whom Thou dost eternal life reveal, The knowledge of thyself bestow, And all thy glorious goodness show. Soon as our pardon'd hearts believe That thou art pure essential love, The proof we in ourselves receive Of the Three Witnesses above, Sure, as the saints around thy throne, That Father, Word, and Spirit are One. Page 99 O that we now in love renew'd Might blameless in thy sight appear, Wake up in thy similitude, Stampt with the Tri-une character, Flesh, spirit, soul to thee resign, And live, and die entirely thine! To: "Jesus, dear departed Lord." God unsearchable, unknown, Persons Three, but essence One, Thee I gladly would receive, Would thine oracles believe: Searching them by night and day, Here I for instruction stay, Still I read and reason right, Still require a clearer light. Reason can no farther go, Forc'd its own defect to show: God incomprehensible Only can himself reveal: Tri-une majesty divine, Thou into my darkness shine, Now unfold the mystery, Let there now be faith in me. To: "Spirit of truth, descend." A real Unity Which heart can ne'er conceive In the celestial Three His children all believe: In essence, not in figure, One The Persons we adore, Of God the Father, Spirit, Son, And praise him evermore. Page 100 Call'd by a common name The sacred Three we praise, In will and power the same, In majesty and grace; Jehovah whom his hosts surround, An ever warbling quire, The God supreme in each is found, The Deity entire. Thrice holy God, admit Poor worms of earth to join, And at thy mercy-seat Extol the grace divine, The wisdom in a mystery Of love unsearchable, 'Till thou receive us up to see Thy face without a veil. To: "Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord." A thousand oracles divine Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright; To praise a Trinity ador'd By all his host above, And One Thrice holy God and Lord Thro' endless ages love.