Wesley Corpus

Rival of thy passion prove ? Lead me in thyself, the way ; Melt my hardness into love. 4 To love is all my wish, 1 only live for this : 32 The Goodness of God. Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire, There, by faith, for ever dwell : This I always will require, Thee, and only thee, to feel. 5 Thy power I pant to prove, Rooted and fix'd in love ; Strengthen'd by thy Spirit's might, Wise to fathom things divine, What the length, and breadth, and height, What the depth of love like thine. 6 Ah ! give me this to know, With all thy saints below : Swells my soul to compass thee ; Gasps in thee to live and move ; Fill'd with all the Deity, All immersed and lost in love ! 1 (~\ LOVE Divine ! what hast thou done ! ^J The' immortal God hath died for me ! The Father's co-eternal Son Bore all my sins upon the tree : The' immortal God for me hath died ! My Lord, my Love is crucified. 2 Behold him, all ye that pass by, The bleeding Prince of Life and Peace ! Come, see, ye worms, your Maker die, And say, was ever grief like his ? Come, feel with me his blood applied : My Lord, my Love is crucified. 3 Is crucified for me and you, To bring us rebels back to God : Believe, believe the record true, Ye all are bought with Jesu's blood ; Pardon for all flows from his side ; My Lord, my Love is crucified. 4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, And gladly catch the healing stream : The Goodness of God. do All things for him account but loss, And give up all our hearts to him : Of nothing think or speak beside, " My Lord, my Love is crucified." HYMN 29. 7's. 1 /"^OME, ye weary sinners, come, ^-^ All who groan beneath your load ; Jesus calls his wanderers home : Hasten to your pardoning God. Come, ye guilty spirits, oppress'd, Answer to the Saviour's call : " Come, and I will give you rest : Come, and I will save you all." 2 Jesus, full of truth and love, We thy kindest word obey : Faithful let thy mercies prove ;