A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-229 |
| Words | 393 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
Ye trembling slaves of sin, The Rock of your salvation, struck And cleft to take you in : To shelter the distrest, He did the cross endure , Enter into the clefts, and rest In Jesu's wounds secure. 3 Jesus, to thee we fly, From the devouring sword ; Our city of defence is nigh ; Our help is in the Lord. Or, if the scourge o'erflow, And laugh at innocence, Thine everlasting arms, we know, Shall be our souls' defence. 4 We in thy word believe, And on thy promise stay ; Our life, which still to thee we give, Shall be to us a prey : Our life with thee we hide, Above the furious blast, And shelter'd in thy wounds abide, Till all the storms are past. For Believers Interceding. 4:2 J 5 Believing against hope, We hang upon thy grace, Through every lowering cloud look up, And wait for happy days ; The days when all shall know Their sins in Christ forgiven, And walk awhile with God below, And then fly up to heaven. HYMN 454. l. m. Against Lukewarmness. Rev. iii. 14 19. GOD of unspotted purity, Us and our works cans ist thou behold ! Justly we are abhorr'd by thee, For we are neither hot nor cold. 2 We call thee Lord, thy faith profess, But do not from our hearts obey ; In soft Laodicean ease We sleep our useless lives away. 3 We live in pleasure, and are dead, In search of fame and wealth we live : Commanded in thy steps to tread, We seek sometimes, but never strive. 4 A lifeless form we still retain ; Of this we make our empty boast, Nor know the name we take in vain ; The power of godliness is lost. 5 How long, great God, have we appear'd Abominable in thy sight ! Better that we had never heard Thy word, or seen the gospel light. 6 Better that we had never known The way to heaven through saving grace Than basely in our lives disown, And slight and mock thee to thy face. 40 J?or Believers Interceding. 7 Thou rather would'st that we were cold Than seem to serve thee without zeal ; Less guilty if, with those of old, We worshipp'd Thor and Woden still. 8 Less grievous wili the judgment-dav