Wesley Corpus

Teach me what I never can Without thy instruction see, Thou who knowst what is in man, Shew me, Lord, what is in me, Depths of unbelief reveal, Self and pride unsearchable. Manifested by thy light That I may my darkness know, Shine into my nature's night, Night profound as that below, Chase this gloom of hell away, Shine unto the perfect day. "God giveth songs in the night." Job xxxv. 10. Thou giver of songs in the night, Of joy in the darkest distress, I sigh to recover thy light, I long for a glimpse of thy face: Ah, put the new song in my heart (For nothing on earth I desire) And lo, I exult to depart, And mix with thy heavenly quire. "If they be bound in fetters, and be holden in cords of affliction: then he sheweth them their work, and their transgressions that they have exceeded. He openeth also their ear to discipline, and commandeth that they return from iniquity." Job xxxvi. 8, 9, 10. Fast bound with the fetters of woe, By cords of affliction detain'd; The gracious intention I know, The secret of heaven explain'd: Page 249 My Father in mercy reproves, Instructs me by sorrow and smart, The veil by correction removes, And shews me the ground of my heart. Now, Lord, I arrested attend: My countless offences make known, My follies and sins without end, Whate'er I of evil have done: To thee that I fully may turn, The sin of my nature display, And give me a spirit to mourn, And give me an heart to obey. "We cannot order our speech by reason of darkness." Job xxxvii. 19. Surrounded, sunk in deepest night, To God how can I speak aright, In order all my wants declare, Or offer an accepted prayer? Alas, I know not what to say, I know not how to plead or pray, Unless he hears his Spirit's groan, And God replies, It is my Son!