2 Though our sins, our hearts confounding,
Long and loud for vengeance call,
Thou hast mercy more abounding;
Jesu's blood can cleanse them all;
Let that mercy veil transgression,
Let that blood our guilt efface;
Save Thy people from oppression,
Save from spoil Thy holy place.

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C. WESLEY. 1756.

[OW happy are the little flock,

HOW

Who, safe beneath their Guardian-Rock,
In all commotions rest!

When war's and tumult's waves run high,
Unmoved above the storm they lie,
They lodge in Jesu's breast.

2 Such happiness, O Lord, have we,
By mercy gathered into Thee,
Before the floods descend:

And while the bursting cloud comes down,
We mark the vengeful day begun,

And calmly wait the end.

3 The plague, and dearth, and din of war,
Our Saviour's swift approach declare,
And bid our hearts arise:
Earth's basis shook confirms our hope;
Its cities' fall but lifts us up,

To meet Thee in the skies.

4 Thy tokens we with joy confess :
The war proclaims the Prince of Peace;
The earthquake speaks Thy power;
The famine all Thy fulness brings;
The plague presents Thy healing wings,
And Nature's final hour.

5 Whatever ills the world befall,
A pledge of endless good we call—
A sign of Jesus near :

His chariot will not long delay;
We hear the rumbling wheels, and pray,
Triumphant Lord, appear!

6 Appear with clouds on Sion's hill,
The word and mystery to fulfil,
Thy confessors to approve,
Thy members on Thy throne to place,
And stamp Thy name on every face,
In glorious, heavenly love!

FOR USE AT SEA.

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L.M.

C. WESLEY. 1740.

ORD of the wide, extended main,

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Whose power the wind, the sea, controls,
Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain,
Whose Spirit leads believing souls :

2 For Thee we leave our native shore,
(We, whom Thy love delights to keep,)
In other climes Thy works explore,

And see Thy wonders in the deep.

3 "Tis here Thine unknown paths we trace,
Which dark to human eyes appear;
While through the mighty waves we pass,
Faith only sees that God is here.

4 Throughout the deep Thy footsteps shine,
We own Thy way is in the sea.
O'erawed by majesty Divine,

And lost in Thy immensity.

5 Thy wisdom here we learn to adore,
Thine everlasting truth we prove;
Amazing heights of boundless power,
Unfathomable depths of love.

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L.M.

PART II.

C. WESLEY. 1740.

NFINITE God, Thy greatness spann'd
These heavens, and meted out the skies;

Lo! in the hollow of Thy hand The measured waters sink and rise! 2 Thee to perfection who can tell!

Earth, and her sons beneath Thee lie,
Lighter than dust within Thy scale,
And less than nothing in Thine eye.
3 Yet, in Thy Son, divinely great,

We claim Thy providential care ;
Boldly we stand before Thy seat,

Our Advocate hath placed us there.
4 With Him we are gone up on high,
Since He is ours, and we are His;
With Him we reign above the sky,
We walk upon our subject seas.
5 We boast of our recovered powers,

Lords are we of the lands and floods;
And earth, and heaven, and all is ours,
And we are Christ's, and Christ is God's!

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YLORY to Thee, whose powerful word,
Bids the tempestuous wind arise,
Glory to Thee, the sovereign Lord

Of air, and earth, and seas, and skies! 2 Let air, and earth, and skies obey,

And seas Thine awful will perform : From them we learn to own Thy sway, And shout to meet the gathering storm. 3 What though the floods lift up their voice, Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry; They cannot damp Thy children's joys, Or shake the soul, when God is nigh. 4 Headlong we cleave the yawning deep, And back to highest heaven are borne, Unmoved, though rapid whirlwinds sweep, And all the watery world upturn.

5 Roar on, ye waves! our souls defy
Your roaring to disturb our rest;
In vain to' impair the calm ye try,

The calm in a believer's breast.

6 Rage, while our faith the Saviour tries,
Thou sea, the servant of His will :
Rise, while our God permits Thee, rise,
But fall when He shall say, Be still!

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PRIVATE WORSHIP.

C.M.

C. WESLEY. 1741.

ATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord,
I humbly seek Thy face;
Encouraged by the Saviour's word
To ask Thy pardoning grace.

2 Entering into my closet, I

The busy world exclude;
In secret prayer for mercy cry,
And groan to be renewed.

3 Far from the paths of men, to Thee
I solemnly retire;

See, Thou who dost in secret see,
And grant my heart's desire.
4 Thy grace I languish to receive,
The Spirit of love and power;
Blameless before Thy face to live,
To live and sin no more.

5 Fain would I all Thy goodness feel,
And know my sins forgiven;
And do on earth Thy perfect will,
As angels do in heaven.

6 O Father, glorify Thy Son,

And grant what I require :

For Jesu's sake the Gift send down,
And answer me by Fire.

7 Kindle the flame of love within,
Which may to heaven ascend;
And now the work of grace begin,
Which shall in glory end.

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AR from the world, O Lord, I flee,
From strife and tumult far;
From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war.

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree,
And seem by Thy sweet bounty made
For those who follow thee.

3 There, if Thy Spirit touch the soul,
And grace her mean abode,

Oh with what peace, and joy, and love,
She communes with her God!

4 There, like the nightingale, she pours
Her solitary lays;

Nor asks a witness of her song,
Nor thirsts for human praise.
5 Author and Guardian of my life,
Sweet Source of light Divine;
And, all harmonious names in one,
My Saviour! Thou art mine!

6 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love,
A boundless, endless store,

Shall echo through the realms above,
When time shall be no more.

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EDEEM'D from guilt, redeem'd from fears, My soul enlarged, and dried my tears, What can I do, O Love Divine,

What, to repay such gifts as Thine?

2 What can I do, so poor, so weak,
But from Thy hands new blessings seek?