Wesley Corpus

Hymn XII Source: Hymns on God's Everlasting Love (1742) Author: Charles Wesley --- O God of all grace, all truth, and all power, On Adam's lost race thy benefits shower, Thy boundless compassion to sinners make known, And bring us salvation, and seal us thine own. Come down from above, whose mercies abound, Whose bowels of love continually sound, To every creature all-gracious thou art, All mercy thy nature, all pity thy heart. O Saviour of all, who didst not pass by, Or leave in his fall one sinner to die, 'Gainst Satan's delusion we cry unto thee, O bring to confusion the Hellish Decree. The stoical fiend root out of our heart, And bring to an end his magical art, Wherewith he bewitches, by forging thy seal, And horribly preaches poor sinners to hell. The simple and weak pluck out of his net, His covenant break, bruise under our feet Th' electing deceiver; destroy all his power, And O! That he never might trouble us more.