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2 Didst Thou ever see a soul
More in need of help than mine?
Then withhold the balm divine :
Come, and seek, and save the lost.
From the iron furnace take,
For Thy love and mercy's sake :
Show forth all Thy power in me.
Most unholy, most unclean ;
Full of misery and sin ;
Me, of sinners chief, forgive. 5 Jesus, on Thine only name
For salvation I depend !
Save me, save me, to the end ;
C.M. C. WESLEY. 1749.
This earth without my God.
Till He His light impart,
The veil is on my heart. 30 Thou, who seest and know'st my grief,
Thyself Unseen, Unknown,
And take away the stone !
4 Regard me with a gracious eye,
The long-sought blessing give;
Behold Thy face and live.
Shed in my heart abroad ;
And let me into God. 507
C.M. C. Wesley. 1741.
Ah! whither shall I go?
Before I drew my breath;
My soul from endless death! 3 O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel Thy power ;
In this, the accepted hour.
My weary, longing eyes :
My soul, without it, dies.
O speak, and I shall live!
Till Thou Thy Spirit give.
Could I but see Thy face ;
4-8s & 2-6s. C. WESLEY, 1741, UTHOR of faith, to Thee I cry,
To Thee, who would'st not have me die,
Open mine eyes to see Thy face,
The life eternal give.
Till Thou the veil remove,
And manifest Thy love.
But, if on Thee we call,
That Thou hast died for all.
The blessing seek and find : Thou bidst us ask Thy grace, and have ; Thou canst, Thou would'st, this moment save
Both me, and all mankind. 5 Be it according to Thy word! Now let me find my pardoning Lord ;
Let what I ask be given; The bar of unbelief remove, Open the door of faith and love, And take me into heaven!
L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1762.
Let there in my dark soul be light;
And light there in our hearts shall be;
Thy great mysterious Majesty ;
And, by the shining of Thy grace,
Behold in Christ Thy glorious face. 3 Father of everlasting grace,
Be mindful of Thy changeless word; .
In which Thou dost Thy name record,
That living Temple of Thy Son.
That Temple fill'd with light Divine ;
Who, turning to that heavenly Shrine,
Through Jesus for acceptance cry?
Father, in Jesu's name I pray!
Till mercy take our sins away :
And now pronounce our sins forgiven. 510 (518) L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1742.
NOMFORT, ye ministers of grace,
His golden sceptre, not His rod;
The Lord shall comfort all that mourn;
With joy they doubtless shall return,
4-89 & 2-69. C. WESLEY. 1767. THOU who hast our sorrows borne,
Help us to look on Thee and mourn, On Thee whom we have slain; ..
Have pierced a thousand, thousand times,
Renewed Thy mortal pain. 2 Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see The Man transfixed on Calvary,
To know Thee, who Thou art,
And break my stubborn heart. 3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine, Reveal the charity divine,
That suffered in my stead;
And bowed that sacred head.
And by Thy sprinkled blood,
And bring me back to God. 5 Now by Thy dying love constrain My soul to love its God again,
Its God to glorify:
And with my Saviour die !
C.M. C. WESLEY. 1767.
Till washed in Jesu's blood :
My mountain-sins depart,