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3 Prisoner of Hope, I still attend
The' appearance of my Lord,
And speak my soul restored : 4 Restored by reconciling grace ;
With present pardon blest ;
For my eternal rest.
The love and joy unknown,
And claim me for Thine own. 6 My God, in Jesus pacified,
My God, Thyself declare,
And plunge the sinner there! 513
L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1740.
N Jesus, to Thee my heart aspires,
Author and end of my desires :
To end, as to begin, is Thine.
What is in man Thy grace to move ?
The arms of Thy pursuing love ?
Ah, Lord, Thy depth of mercy show;
No rest my spirit e'er shall know,
Breathe, Lord, and these dry bones shall live. 4 There, there, before the throne Thou art,
The Lamb ere earth's foundation slain !
Take Thou, Oh take this guilty heart!.
Thy blood will wash out every stain
Let me find Thee,
With Thy Spirit satisfy;
Let me find Thee,
Utterance of my heart to Thee ;
Let me find Thee,
Joys and honours will not stay ;
Let me find Thee-
C.M. C. WESLEY. 1767.
Who did the world redeem! .
A life concealed in Him.
My heart's extreme desire ;
Live happy in my Saviour's love,
That, kept by mercy's power, :. I may from every evil cease,
And never grieve Thee more !
Ev'n now, my sins remove;
By Thy victorious love.
Thou pardoning God, descend !
My sins and troubles end !
Of all in earth or heaven,
L.M. C. Wesley. 1762.
Judges vii. 2. Job xl. 4.
1 When 'gainst it first I turned my face, Nor knew my want of power within,
Nor knew the' omnipotence of grace. 2 In nature's strength I sought in vain,
For what my God refused to give;
Or lord of all my passions live. 3 But, for the glory of Thy name,
Vouchsafe me now the victory :
And cannot share the praise with Thee. 4 Because I now can nothing do,
Jesus, do all the work alone;
To wave its palm before Thy throne.
5 Great God, unknown, invisible,
Appear, my confidence to’ abase :
And blush at my own righteousness. 6 Thy glorious face in Christ display,
That, silenced by Thy mercy's power,
C. WESLEY. 1740. THEREWITH, O God, shall I draw near,
And bow myself before Thy face? How in Thy purer eyes appear?
What shall I bring to gain Thy grace ? 2 Will gifts delight the Lord Most High?
Will multiplied oblations please? Thousands of rams His favour buy,
Or slaughtered hecatombs appease ? 3 Can these avert the wrath of God ?
Can these wash out my guilty stain ? Rivers of oil, and seas of blood,
Alas! they all must flow in vain. 4 Whoe'er to Thee themselves approve,
Must take the path Thy word hath showed ; Justice pursue, and mercy love,
And humbly walk by faith with God. 5 But though my life henceforth be Thine,
Present for past can ne'er atone : Though I to Thee the whole resign,
I only give Thee back Thine own. 6 What have I, then, wherein to trust ?
I nothing have, I nothing am ; Excluded is my every boast,
My glory swallowed up in shame. 7 Guilty I stand before Thy face;
On me I feel Thy wrath abide ; 'Tis just the sentence should take place; :.
"Tis just ;-but, O! Thy Son bath died !
ver lives for at I am grav His hands.
8 Jesus, the Lamb of God, hath bled;
He bore our sins upon the tree;
'Tis finished ! He hath died for me !
And pours the all-prevailing prayer !
And shows that I am graven there ! 10 He ever lives for me to pray;
He prays that I with Him may reign;
Jesus, Thou canst not pray in vain. 518 (440)
C.M. C. Wesley. 1767.
Whom angels dimly see,
Or God appear to me?
Himself to worms impart?
And speak it to my heart ! 3 In manifested love explain
Thy wonderful design :
The streaming blood Divine ?
And live and die below,
And my Redeemer know?
The heights and depths of grace ;
That dear disfigured face !
Stand forth a slaughtered Lamb;