Wesley Corpus

Nothing have I to plead ; Unto dogs it is not right To cast the children's bread : Yet the dogs the crumbs may eat, That from the master's table fall : Let the fragments be my meat ; Thy grace is free for all. 5 Give me, Lord, the victory, My heart's desire fulfil : Conv in ced of Sin . Jul Let it now be done to me According to my will ! Give me living bread to eat, And say, in answer to my call, " Canaanite, thy faith is great ! My grace is free for all." 6 If thy grace foi all is free, Thy call now let me hear ; Show this token upon me, And bring salvation near : Now the gracious word repeat, The word of healing to my soul ct Canaanite, thy faith is great ! Thy faith hath made thee whole. JOME, holy, celestial Dove, To visit a sorrowful breast, My burden of guilt to remove, And bring me assurance and rest ! Thou only hast power to relieve A sinner o'erwhehn'd with his load ; The sense of acceptance to give, And sprinkle his heart with the blood 2 With me if of old thou hast strove, And strangely withheld from my sin, And tried, by the lure of thy love, My worthless affections to win, The work of thy mercy revive ; Thy uttermost mercy exert ; And kindly continue to strive, And hold, till I yield thee my heart 3 Thy call if I ever have known, And sigh'd from myself to get free, And groan'd the unspeakable groan, And long'd to be happy in thee, - » o2 For Mourners Fulfil the imperfect desire ; Thy peace to my conscience reveal ; The sense of thy favour inspire, And give me my pardon to feel ! 4 If when I had put thee to grief, And madly to folly return 'd, Thy pity hath been my relief, And lifted me up as I mourn' d, Most pitiful Spirit of Grace, Relieve me again and restore ; My spirit in holiness raise, To fall and to suffer no more ! 5 If now I lament after God, And gasp for a drop of thy love, If Jesus hath bought thee with blood, For me to receive from above, Come, heavenly Comforter, come,