Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-034
Words389
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Christology Reign of God
3 But we, who now our Lord confess, And faithful to the end endure, Shall stand in Jesu's righteousness, Stand, as the Rock of Ages, sure. 4 We, while the stars from heaven shall fall, And mountains are on mountains hurl'd, Shall stand unmoved amidst them all, And smile to see a burning world. 5 The earth, and all the works therein, Dissolve, by raging flames destroy'd While we survey the awful scene, And mount above the fiery void. 6 By faith we now transcend the skies, And on that ruin'd world look down : By love above all height we rise, And share the everlasting throne. HYMN 58. 7's8f6's. 1 TESUS, faithful to his word, *J Shall with a shout descend ; All heaven's host their glorious Lord, Shall pompously attend : Christ shall come with dreadful noise, Lightnings swift, and thunders loud ; With the great Archangel's voice, And with the trump of God. Describing Judgment. Oi First the dead in Christ shall rise ; Then we that yet remain Shall be caught up to the skies, And see our Lord again : We shall meet him in the air, All rapt up to heaven shall be ; Find, and love, and praise him there, To all eternity. Who can tell the happiness, This glorious hope affords ? Joy unutter'd we possess In these reviving words : Happy while on earth we breathe ; Mightier bliss ordain' d to know ; Trampling down sin, hell, and death, To the third heaven we go. HYMN 59. 8'* §■ 6's. 1 HHHOU God of glorious majesty, J- To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry ; A half-awaken'd child of man ; An heir of endless bliss or pain ; A sinner born to die ! 2 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Secure, insensible ; A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to that heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 3 O God, mine inmost soul convert ! And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress : t>^ Describing Judgment. Give me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness. 4 Before me place, in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day,