All in All (1761)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1761 |
| Passage ID | cw-duke-all-in-all-1761-074 |
| Words | 397 |
| Source | https://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/... |
Lo! He feeds on living bread, Drinks the fountain from above, Leans on Jesu's breast his head; Feasts for ever on his love. Angels here his servants are, Spread for him their golden wings, To his throne of glory bear, Seat him by the King of kings. M. S. P. Vol. 3.176 175First appeared in MSP (1744), 3:270-71. 176I.e., John Wesley, Collection of Moral and Sacred Poems (Bristol: Farley, 1744), vol. 3. Page 139 Who shall gain that heavenly height, Who his Saviour's face shall see? I, who claim it in his right, Christ hath bought it all for me. Hymn CXXXII.177 Happy the soul, whom God delights To honour with his sealing grace, On whom his hidden name he writes, And decks him with the robes of praise, And bids him calmly wait to prove The utmost powers of perfect love. I cannot, dare not now deny The things my God hath freely given, That happy favour'd soul am I, Who find in Christ a constant heaven, He makes me all his sweetness know, He makes my cup of joy o'erflow. His grace to me salvation brings, His grace hath set me up on high, He bears me still on eagle's wings, He makes me ride upon the sky, With him in heavenly places sit, And see the moon beneath my feet. An hidden life in Christ I live, And exercis'd in things divine, My senses all his love receive: I see the King in beauty shine, Fairer than all the sons of men, Thrice happy in his love I reign. His love is manna to my taste, His love is musick to my ear, 177First appeared in MSP (1744), 3:271-73. Page 140 I feel his love, and hold him fast, In extacies too strong to bear, I smell the odour of his name, And all wrapt up in love I am. O that the world might taste, and see How good the Lord my Saviour is! Take, Jesu, take thy love from me So they may share the glorious bliss; Thy love, (if we a while should part) Would soon flow back into my heart. O might I feel the utmost power Of love, and into nothing fall! Infinite love, bring near the hour, Infinite God be all in all, Cover the earth thou boundless sea, And swallow up our souls in thee! Hymn CXXXIII.178