A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-058 |
| Words | 396 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
The harlot in distress,
Dried her tears, her pardon seal'd,
And bade her go in peace :
Vile, like her, and self-abhorr'd,
I at thy feet for mercy groan : Turn, &c.
8 Look, as when thy languid eye
Was closed, that we might live !
" Father," (at the point to die,
My Saviour gasp'd,) " forgive ! "
Surely, with that dying word,
He turns, and looks, and cries, " 'Tis done ! "
O my bleeding, loving Lord,
Thou break'st my heart of stone !
* HYMN 107. l. m.
1 HPHE Spirit of the Lord our God,
-*■ (Spirit of Power, and Health, and Love, )
The Father hath on Christ bestow'd,
And sent him from his throne above :
2 Prophet, and Priest, and King of Peace,
Anointed to declare his will,
To minister his pardoning grace,
And every sin-sick soul to heal.
l"t) For Mourners
3 Sinners, obey the heavenly call ;
Your prison -doors stand open wide ;
Go forth, for he hath ransom'd all,
For every soul of man hath died.
4 'Tis his the drooping soul to raise,
To rescue all by sin opprest,
To clothe them with the robes of praise,
And give their weary spirits rest :
5 To help their groveling unbelief,
Beauty for ashes to confer,
The oil of joy for abject grief,
Triumphant joy for sad despair.
6 To make them trees of righteousness,
The planting of the Lord below,
To spread the honour of his grace,
And on to full perfection grow.
For Mourners convinced of Sin.
HYMN 108. cm.
1 T^NSLAVED to sense, to pleasure prone,
-1-- ' Fond of created good ;
Father, our helplessness we own,
And trembling taste our food.
2 Trembling, we taste ; for, ah ! no more
To thee the creatures lead :
Changed, they exert a baneful power,
And poison while they feed.
3 Cursed for the sake of wretched man,
They now engross him whole ;
With pleasing force on earth detain,
And sensualize his soul.
Convinced of Sin . 1 ( ' /
4 Grov'ling on earth we still must lie,
Till Christ the curse repeal ;
Till Christ, descending from on high,
Infected nature heal.
5 Come, then, our heavenly Adam, come,
Thy healing influence give :
Hallow our food, reverse our doom,
And bid us eat, and live !