Wesley Corpus

His grace to our souls did appear, And brought us salvation from sin; We felt our Immanuel here, Restoring his kingdom within: Page 5 6Appeared first in HSP (1749), 2:132-33. But O! We have lost him again, His Spirit hath taken its flight; Our joy it is turn'd into pain, Our day it is turn'd into night. O what shall we do to retrieve The love for a season bestow'd! 'Tis better to die than to live Exil'd from the presence of God: With sorrow distracted and doubt, With palpable horror opprest, The city we wander about, And seek our repose in his breast. Ye watchmen of Israel, declare If ye our beloved have seen, And point to that heavenly fair, Surpassing the children of men: Our Lover and Lord from above, Who only can quiet our pain, Whom only we languish to love, O where shall we find him again! The joy, and desire of our eyes, The end of our sorrow and woe, Our hope, and our heavenly prize, Our height of ambition below; Once more, if he shew us his face, He never again shall depart, Detain'd in our closest embrace, Eternally held in our heart. Hymn V.6 Jesus, God of our salvation, Give us eyes thyself to see, Waiting for thy consolation, Longing to believe on thee: Now vouchsafe the sacred power, Now the faith divine impart; Meet us at this solemn hour, Shine in every drooping heart. Page 6 7Appeared first in HSP (1749), 2:133-34. Anna-like within the temple, Simeon-like we meekly stay, Daily with thy saints assemble, Nightly for thy coming pray: While our souls are bow'd before thee, While we humbly sue for grace, Come, thy people's light and glory, Shew to all thy heavenly face. If to us thy sacred Spirit Hath the future grace reveal'd, Let us by thy righteous merit Now receive our pardon seal'd: To eternal life appointed, Let us thy salvation see, Now behold the Lord's anointed, Now obtain our heaven in thee. Hymn VI.7 Jesus, guard thy gather'd sheep, Who thy voice begin to know, Day and night in safety keep, Help us after thee to go: Eying thee with fixt regard, By thy word and Spirit led, Walk we in the works prepar'd, Close in all thy footsteps tread.