A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-034 |
| Words | 389 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
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,