Wesley Corpus

Spirit of faith, come down, Reveal the things of God, And make to us the Godhead known And witness with the blood: 'Tis thine the blood t' apply, And give us eyes to see Who did for every sinner die Hath surely died for me. No man can truly say That Jesus is the Lord, Unless thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word: Then, only then we feel Our interest in his blood, And cry with joy unspeakable Thou art my Lord my God. I know my Saviour lives, He lives who died for me, My inmost soul his voice receives Who hangs on yonder tree: Set forth before my eyes Ev'n now I see him bleed, And hear his mortal groans and cries While suffering in my stead. O that the world might know My dear atoning Lamb! Spirit of faith, descend, and shew 30A manuscript precursor of this hymn appears in MS Shent, 112a-112b. Page 31 The virtue of his name; The grace which all may find, The saving power impart, And testify to all mankind, And speak in every heart. Inspire the living faith (Which whosoe'er receives The witness in himself he hath, And consciously believes) The faith that conquers all, And doth the mountain move, And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, And perfects them in LOVE. Hymn XXVIII. Author of every work divine Who dost thro' both creations shine, The God of nature and of grace, Thy glorious steps in all we see, And wisdom attribute to thee, And power, and majesty, and praise. Thou didst thy mighty wings outspread, And brooding o'er the chaos, shed Thy life into th' impregn'd abyss, The vital principle infuse, And out of nothing's womb produce The earth and heaven, and all that is. That all-informing breath thou art Who dost continued life impart, And bidst the world persist to be: Garnish'd by thee yon azure sky And all those beauteous orbs on high Depend in golden chains from thee. Thou dost create the earth anew, (Its Maker and Preserver too) By thine almighty arm sustain; Page 32 Nature perceives thy secret force, And still holds on her even course, And owns thy providential reign.