Wesley Corpus

Norton, 1659). 4Johann Albrecht Bengel (1687-1752), Gnomon Novi Testamenti: in quo ex nativa verborum vi simplicitas, profunditas, concinnitas, salubritas sensuum coelestium indicatur (Tübingen: H. Philip Schram, 1742). 52 Cor. 11:12. 62 Pet. 2:2. 7Matt. 13:26-30. 8Cf. Gal. 2:16. 9James 2:24. 102 Tim. 2:15. 112 Cor. 2:16. Page 3 Hymn 1. "In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth." Gen. i. 1. By faith we know, the world was made Formless at first and void: We know, the universe decay'd Shall be by fire destroy'd: But soon the co-eternal Son We shall in glory view, Jehovah sitting on his throne, Creating all things new. "The earth was without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep." Gen. i. 2. Such is my soul, confus'd and void, With darkness palpable o'er-spread, Stript of the living form of God, Fallen, emphatically dead, 'Till the eternal Spirit move, And raise again the spark of love. "The Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters." Gen. i. 2. Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, And brooding o'er my nature's night, Call forth the ray of heavenly love, Let there in my dark soul be light, And fill th' illustrated abyss With glorious beams of endless bliss. Page 4 "God said, Let there be light, and there was light." Gen. i. 3. Let there be light (again command) And light there in our hearts shall be, We then thro' faith shall understand Thy great mysterious majesty, And by the shining of thy grace Behold in Christ thy glorious face. "Let us make man in our image." Gen. i. 26. Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost, In council join again To restore thine image, lost By frail apostate man: O might I thy form express, Thro' faith begotten from above, Stampt with real holiness, And fill'd with perfect love! "God created man in his own image." Gen. i. 27. How are the mighty fallen! Come, read thy mournful story, Degenerate man: Ended thy reign, Departed is thy glory! Tho' after God created, His image and his favour With Eden lost Confounds thy boast, And sinks thy soul for ever. Now in the state of devils, Thy soul to hell is falling: But help is near; Thy Saviour hear To grace and glory calling!