Wesley Corpus

JESUS, my Advocate above, My Friend before the Throne of Love ; If now for me prevails thy prayer, If now I find thee pleading there ; If thou the secret wish convey, And sweetly prompt my heart to pray ; Hear, and my weak petitions join, Almighty Advocate, to thine ! Fain would I know my utmost ill, And groan my nature's weight to feel : I 00 Praying for Repentance. To feel the elouds that round me roll, The night that hangs upon my soul, The darkness of my carnal mind, My will perverse, my passions Mind, Scatter'd o'er all the earth abroad, Immeasurably far from God ! 3 Jesu, my heart's desire obtain ; My earnest suit present, and gain ; My fulness of corruption show, The knowledge of myself bestow ; A deeper displacence at sin, A sharper sense of hell within, A stronger struggling to get free, A keener appetite for thee ! 4 O sovereign Love, to thee I cry ; Give me thyself, or else I die ; Save me from death ; from hell set free ! Death, hell, are but the want of thee. Quicken'd by thy imparted flame, Saved, when possess'd of thee, I am ; My life, my only heaven thou art ; O might I feel thee in my heart ! HYMN 101. 6-7' s. 1 O AVIOUR, Prince of Israel's race, ^ See me from thy lofty throne ; Give the sweet relenting grace, Soften this obdurate stone ! Stone to flesh, O God, convert; Cast a look, and break my heart ! 2 By thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All my inmost sins reveal ; Sins against thy light and love Let me see, and let me feel ; Sins that crucified my God, Spilt again thy precious blood. Praying for Repentance. 101 3 Jesu, seek thy wandering sheep, Make me restless to return ; Bid me look on thee, and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn, Till I say, by grace restored, " Now, thou know'st I love thee, Lord ! " 4 Might I in thy sight appear, As the Publican distrest ; Stand, not daring to draw near ; Smite on my unworthy breast ; Groan the sinner's only plea, " God, be merciful to me ! " 5 O remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale ; Show me the atoning blood,