Wesley Corpus

When my strength and spirit fail ; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me ! HYMN 102. s. m. 1 f~\ THAT I could repent, ^~J With all my idols part, And to thy gracious eyes present A humble, contrite heart : A heart with grief opprest, For having grieved my God, A troubled heart that cannot rest, Till sprinkled with thy blood. 2 Jesus, on me bestow The penitent desire ; With true sincerity of woe My aching breast inspire : With softening pity look, And melt my hardness down ; Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, And break this heart of stone ! 1\)*Z Praying for Repentance. HYMN 103. s.m. 1 /^V THAT I could revere " My much-offended God ! O that I could but stand in fear Of thy afflicting rod ! If mercy cannot draw, Thou by thy threatenings move ; And keep an abject soul in awe, That will not yield to love. 2 Show me the naked sword, Impending o'er my head : O let me tremble at thy word, And to my ways take heed ; With sacred horror fly From every sinful snare ; Nor ever, in my Judge's eye, My Judge's anger dare. 3 Thou great tremendous God, The conscious awe impart ; The grace be now on me bestow'd, The tender fleshly heart : For Jesu's sake alone, The stony heart remove ; And melt, at last, O melt me down, Into the mould of Love ! HYMN 104. c. m. 1 f\ FOR that tenderness of heart, ^^ Which bows before the Lord, Acknowledging how just thou art, And trembles at thy word ! O for those humble, contrite tears, Which from repentance flow ; That consciousness of guilt, which fears The long-suspended blow ! 2 Saviour, to me in pity give The sensible distress ; Praying for Repentance. ±03 The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, And bid me die in peace : Wilt from the dreadful day remove, Before the evil come ; My spirit hide with saints above, My body in the tomb. HYMN 105. s. m. 1 r\ THAT I could repent; ^^ O that I could believe ! Thou by thy voice the marble rent, The rock in sunder cleave ! Thou, by thy two-edged sword, My soul and spirit part ; Strike with the hammer of thy word,