Wesley Corpus

Hymns and Sacred Poems (1740)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1740
Passage IDcw-duke-hymns-and-sacred-poems-1740-004
Words394
Sourcehttps://divinity.duke.edu/initiatives/wesleyan-methodist/...
Reign of God Trinity Prevenient Grace
Your willing ear and heart incline, My words believingly receive; Quicken'd your soul, by faith divine, An everlasting life shall live. Page 3 You for my own I then shall take, Shall surely seal you for my own, My covenant of mercy make, And 'stablish it in David's Son. A faithful witness of my grace, Him have I to the people given, To teach a sinful world my ways, And lead and train them up for heaven. Son of my love, behold, to thee From all eternity I give Sinners who to thy wounds will flee; The soul that chuseth life shall live. Nations, whom once thou didst not own, Thou thine inheritance shalt call; Nations who knew not thee shall run, And hail the God that died for all. For I, the holy God, and true, To glorify thy name have sworn: And lo! My faithfulness I shew; And lo! To thee the Gentiles turn. Seek ye the Lord with timely care, Ye servants of uncancel'd sin, While all that seek may find him near With open arms to take them in. Page 4 His evil let the sinner leave, In bitterness of spirit mourn, Death's sentence in himself receive, And to a gracious God return. Surely our God will bid him live, Will with the arms of love embrace; Freely, abundantly forgive, And shew him all his depths of grace. For thus the mighty God hath said, My ways, and thoughts ye cannot scan; Ye cannot, whom my hands have made, Your infinite Creator span. Me will ye mete with reason's line? Or teach my grace how far to move? Fathom my mercy's deep design, My heighth, and breadth, and length of love! Far as the heavens that earth surpass, Far as my throne those nether skies, My ways of love, and thoughts of grace, Beyond your low conceptions rise. For as the snow from heaven comes down, The first and latter rains distill, The earth with fruitfulness to crown, Man's heart with food and joy to fill. As no return the shower can know, But falls a thirsty land to chear, But executes its charge below, While plenty decks the smiling year. Page 5 So shall the word my lips have spoke, Accomplish that which I ordain; My word I never will revoke; My word is not gone forth in vain.
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