Wesley Corpus

After a Relapse into Sin Source: Hymns and Sacred Poems (1740), Part I Author: Charles Wesley (attributed) --- Speak, and the deaf shall hear thy voice, The blind his sight receive, The dumb in songs of praise rejoice, The heart of stone believe. The Ethiop then shall change his skin, The dead shall feel thy power, The loathsome leper shall be clean, And I shall sin no more! After a Relapse into Sin. Depth of mercy! Can there be Mercy still reserv’d for me! Can my God his wrath forbear, Me, the chief of sinners spare! I have long withstood his grace, Long provok’d him to his face, Would not hearken to his calls, Griev’d him by a thousand falls. I my Master have denied, I afresh have crucified, Oft profan’d his hallow’d name, Put him to an open shame. I have spilt his pretious blood, Trampled on the Son of God, Fill’d with pangs unspeakable, I--and yet am not in hell. Lo! I cumber still the ground! Lo! An advocate is found, “Hasten not to cut him down, Let this barren soul alone.” Jesus speaks, and pleads his blood, He disarms the wrath of God, Now my Father’s bowels move, Justice lingers into love. Kindled his relentings are, Me he now delights to spare, Cries, “How shall I give thee up?” Lets the lifted thunder drop. Whence to me this waste of love? Ask my advocate above, See the cause in Jesu’s face Now before the throne of grace. There for me the Saviour stands, Shews his wounds, and spreads his hands, God is love: I know, I feel, Jesus weeps! But loves me still!