2 When shall I hear the inward voice,
Which only faithful souls can hear?
Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys,
Attend the promised Comforter;
Oh come, and righteousness divine,
And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine!
3 Oh that the Comforter would come,
Nor visit as a transient guest,
But fix in me His constant home,
And take possession of my breast,
And fix in me His loved abode,
The temple of indwelling God!
4 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire,
Attest that I am born again;
Come and baptize me now with fire,
Nor let Thy former gifts be vain :
I cannot, rest in sins forgiven;
Where is the earnest of my heaven?
5 Where the indubitable seal

That ascertains the kingdom mine?
The powerful stamp I long to feel,
The signature of Love Divine!
Oh shed it in my heart abroad,
Fulness of love, of heaven, of God!

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C. WESLEY. 1742.

HAT shall I do my God to love,

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My Saviour, and the world's, to praise?

Whose bowels of compassion move

To me, and all the fallen race!
Whose mercy is divinely free
For all the fallen race, and me!

2 I long to know, and to make known,
The heights and depths of Love Divine,
The kindness Thou to me hast shown,
Whose every sin was counted Thine!
My God for me resigned His breath!
He died to save my soul from death!

3 How shall I thank Thee for the grace
On me and all mankind bestowed?
Oh that my every breath were praise!

Oh that my heart were filled with God!
My heart would then with love o'erflow,
And all my life Thy glory show.
4 See me, O Lord, athirst and faint!
Me, weary of forbearing, see!
And let me feel Thy love's constraint,
And freely give up all for Thee ;
True in the fiery trial prove,
And pay Thee back Thy dying love!

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L.M. 6 lines.

C. WESLEY. 1742.

LOVE, I languish at Thy stay!

I pine for Thee with lingering smart,
Weary and faint through long delay:
When wilt Thou come into my heart?
From sin and sorrow set me free,
And swallow up my soul in Thee!
2 Come, O Thou universal Good!

Balm of the wounded conscience, come!
The hungry, dying spirit's food,

The weary, wandering pilgrim's home;
Haven to take the shipwrecked in,
My everlasting rest from sin!

3 Be Thou, O Love, whate'er I want;
Support my feebleness of mind;
Relieve the thirsty soul, the faint
Revive, illuminate the blind;

The mournful cheer, the drooping lead,
And heal the sick, and raise the dead.

4 Come, O my comfort and delight!

My strength and health, my shield and sun;
My boast, and confidence, and might,
My joy, my glory, and my crown;
My gospel hope, my calling's prize,
My tree of life, my paradise.

5 The secret of the Lord Thou art,
The mystery so long unknown;
Christ in a pure and perfect heart,

The name inscribed in the white stone;
The life divine, the little leaven,

My precious pearl, my present heaven.

PRISONERS

L.M. 6 lines.

C. WESLEY. 1742.

RISONERS of hope, lift up your heads!
The day of liberty draws near;

Jesus, who on the Serpent treads,
Shall soon in your behalf appear:
The Lord will to His temple come ;
Prepare your hearts to make Him room.
2 We all shall find, whom in His word
Himself hath caused to put our trust,
The Father of our dying Lord

Is ever to His promise just;
Faithful, if we our sins confess,
To cleanse from all unrighteousness.
3 Yes, Lord, we must believe Thee kind,
Thou never canst unfaithful prove;
Surely we shall Thy mercy find;

Who ask, shall all receive Thy love;
Nor canst Thou it to me deny ;
I ask, the chief of sinners I!

4 O ye of fearful heart, be strong!

Your downcast eyes and hands lift up!
Ye shall not be forgotten long!
Hope to the end, in Jesus hope!
Tell Him, ye wait His grace to prove,
And cannot fail, if God is Love!
5 Prisoners of hope, be strong, be bold;
Cast off your doubts, disdain to fear!
Dare to believe; on Christ lay hold !
Wrestle with Christ in mighty prayer;
Tell Him, "We will not let Thee go,
Till we Thy Name, Thy Nature know."

6 Hast Thou not died to purge our sin, And risen, Thy death for us to plead ! To write Thy law of love within

Our hearts, and make us free indeed? That we our Eden might regain,

Thou diedst; and couldst not die in vain. 7 Lord, we believe, and wait the hour

Which all Thy great salvation brings;
The Spirit of love, and health, and power,
Shall come and make us priests and kings;
Thou wilt perform Thy faithful word,
"The servant shall be as his Lord."
8 The promise stands for ever sure,
And we shall in Thine image shine,
Partakers of a nature pure,
Holy, angelical, divine;

In spirit join'd to Thee, the Son,
As Thou art with Thy Father One.
9 Faithful and true, we now receive
The promise ratified by Thee :
To Thee the when and how we leave,
In time and in eternity;

We only hang upon Thy word,
"The servant shall be as his Lord."

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HEN, my Saviour, shall I be
Perfectly resigned to Thee?
Poor and vile in my own eyes,
Only in Thy wisdom wise!
2 Only Thee content to know,
Ignorant of all below;
Only guided by Thy light;
Only mighty in Thy might!
3 So I may Thy Spirit know,
Let Him as He listeth blow;
Let the manner be unknown,
So I may with Thee be one.

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4 Fully in my life express
All the heights of holiness
Sweetly let my spirit prove
All the depths of humble love.

GREAT Mountain, who art thou,
Immense, immovable ?

High as heaven aspires thy brow,
Thy foot sinks deep as hell!
Thee, alas! I long have known,
Long have felt thee fixed within ;
Still beneath thy weight I groan ;
Thou art Indwelling Sin.

2 Thou art darkness in my mind;
Perverseness in my will;

Love inordinate and blind,
That always cleaves to ill;
Every passion's wild excess;
Anger, lust, and pride, thou art;
Thou art sin and sinfulness,
And unbelief of heart.

3 Not by human might or power

Canst thou be moved from hence;
But thou shalt flow down before
Divine Omnipotence:

My Zerubbabel is near:

I have not believed in vain :
Thou, when Jesus doth appear,
Shalt sink into a plain.

4 Christ the Head, the Corner-Stone,
Shall be brought forth in me;
Glory be to Christ alone!

His grace shall set me free:
I shall shout my Saviour's name;
Him I evermore shall praise :
All the work of grace proclaim,
Of sanctifying grace.