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Weaker than a bruised reed,

Help I every moment need.
4 All my hopes on Thee depend,

Love me, save me to the end :
Give me the continuing grace,

Take the everlasting praise.
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Hart. 1759. MHIS God, is the God we adore,

1 Our faithful, unchangeable Friend ; Whose love is as great as His power,

And neither knows measure nor end. 'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,

Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;
We'll praise Him for all that is past,
And trust Him for all that's to come.

4-88. & 2-6s. C. WESLEY. 1749. THOU, who hast redeem'd of old,

And bidst me of Thy strength take hold,

And be at peace with Thee;
Help me Thy benefits to own,
And hear me tell what Thou hast done,

O dying Lamb, for me.
2 Out of myself for help I go,
Thy only love resolved to know ;

Thy love my plea I make ; Give me Thy love, 'tis all I claim ; Give, for the honour of Thy name,

Give, for Thy mercy's sake. 3 Can’st Thou deny that love to me ? Say, Thou incarnate Deity,

Thou Man of Sorrows, say! Thy glory why didst Thou enshrine In such a clod of earth as mine,

And wrap Thee in my clay ? 4 Ancient of Days, why didst Thou come, And stoop to a poor virgin's womb,

Contracted to a span ?

Flesh of our flesh why wast Thou made,
And humbly in a manger laid,

The new-born Son of Man ?
5 Love, only Love, Thy heart inclined,
And brought Thee, Saviour of mankind,

Down from Thy throne above;
Love made my God a man of grief,
Distress'd Thee sore for my relief :

O Mystery of Love !
6 Because Thou lov’dst, and diedst for me,
Cause me, my Saviour, to love Thee,

And gladly to resign
Whate'er I have, whate'er I am ;
My life be all with Thine the same,

And all Thy death be mine. 234

83. & 78. C. Wesley. 1744.
TIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling
U Borders on the shades of death,
Come, and by Thy love revealing

Dissipate the clouds beneath :
The new heaven and earth's Creator,

In our deepest darkness rise,
Scattering all the night of nature,

Pouring eye-sight on our eyes.
2 Still we wait for Thine appearing;

Life and joy Thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering

Every poor benighted heart : Come, and manifest the favour

God hath for our ransomed race ; Come, Thou universal Saviour ;

Come, and bring the gospel grace. 3 Save us in Thy great compassion,

O Thou mild, pacific Prince ; Give the knowledge of salvation,

Give the pardon of our sins :

By Thy all-restoring merit,

Every burdened soul release ;
Every weary, wandering spirit

Guide into Thy perfect peace. 235

88. C. WESLEY. 1744.
ALL glory to God in the sky,
A And peace upon earth be restored :
O Jesus, exalted on high,

Appear our Omnipotent Lord !
Who, meanly in Bethlehem born,

Didst stoop to redeem a lost race,
Once more to Thy creatures return,

And reign in Thy kingdom of grace! 2 When Thou in our flesh didst appear,

All nature acknowledged Thy birth;
Arose the acceptable year,

And heaven was opened on earth :
Receiving its Lord from above,

The world was united to bless
The Giver of concord and love,

The Prince and the Author of peace.
3 O wouldst Thou again be made known, ?

Again in Thy Spirit descend,
And set up in each of Thine own,

A kingdom that never shall end ! . Thou only art able to bless,

And make the glad nations obey,
And bid the dire enmity cease,

And bow the whole world to Thy sway. 4 Come then to Thy servants again,

Who long Thy appearing to know ;
Thy quiet and peaceable reign

In mercy establish below :
All sorrow before Thee shall fly,

And anger and hatred be o'er;
And envy and malice shall die,

And discord afflict us no more.

5 No Shall break the trurit o'erflohy grace,

5 No horrid alarum of war

Shall break our eternal repose ;
No sound of the trumpet is there,

Where Jesus's Spirit o'erflows :
Appeased by the charms of Thy grace,

We all shall in amity join ;
And kindly each other embrace,

And love with a passion like Thine. 236 184 4 -78. C. WESLEY 1739. " UTARK! the herald-angels sing

“Glory to the new-born King, Peace on earth, and mercy mild ;

God and sinners reconciled.”
2 Joyful all ye nations rise,

Join the triumph of the skies ;
With the angelic host proclaim,

“Christ is born in Bethlehem !"
3 Christ, by highest heaven adored,

Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,

Offspring of a virgin's womb.
4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see;

Hail the' incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with men to appear,

Jesus our Immanuel here.
5 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of Peace !

Hail! the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,

Risen with healing in His wings.
6 Mild He lays His glory by,

Born, that man no more may die ;
Born, to raise the sons of earth,

Born, to give them second birth.
7 Come, Desire of Nations, come,

Fix in us Thy humble home;
Rise, the woman's conquering Seed,
Bruise in us the Serpent's head.

8 Adam's likeness now efface,

Stamp Thine image in its place:
Second Adam from above,
Re-instate us in Thy love.

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BYROM. 1773. CHRISTIANS, awake! salute the happy morn,

u Whereon the Saviour of mankind was born; Rise, to adore the mystery of love, Which hosts of angels chanted from above : With them the joyful tidings first began,

Of God Incarnate, and the Virgin's Son.
2 Then to the watchful shepherds it was told,

Who heard the angelic herald's voice, “Behold,
I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth,
To you, and all the nations upon earth ;
This day hath God fufilled His promised word,

This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord.” 3 He spake ; and straightway the celestial choir,

In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire;
The praises of redeeming love they sang,
And heaven's whole orb with hallelujahs rang;
God's highest glory was their anthem still,

“Peace upon earth, and unto men good-will.” 4 0, may we keep and ponder in our mind, God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind ; Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From His poor manger to His bitter cross ; Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace,

Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 5 Then may we hope, the' angelic hosts among,

To sing redeem'd, a glad triumphal song,
He that was born, upon this joyful day,
Around us all His glory shall display :
Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing
Eternal praise to heaven's Almighty King.

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