A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-066 |
| Words | 399 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
Who, turning to that heavenly shrine,
Through Jesus to thy throne apply,
Through Jesus for acceptance cry ?
5 With all who for redemption groan,
Father, in Jesu's name I pray !
And still we cry and wrestle on
Till mercy take our sins away :
Hear from thy dwelling-place in heaven,
And now pronounce our sins forgiven.
HYMN 122. 8's §■ 6V.
1 f\ THOU who hast our sorrows borne,
^S Help us to look on thee and mourn,
On thee whom we have slain ;
Have pierced a thousand, thousand times,
And by reiterated crimes
Renew'd thy mortal pain.
2 Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see
The man transiix'd on Calvary,
To know thee, who thou art,
The One Eternal God and True !
And let the sight affect, subdue,
And break my stubborn heart.
3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine,
lleveal the charity divine,
That suffer' d in my stead ;
Convinced of Sin. 1^1
That made thy soul a sacrifice,
And quench' d in death those flaming eyes,
And how'd that sacred head.
The veil of unbelief remove,
And by thy manifested love,
And by thy sprinkled blood,
Destroy the love of sin in me,
And get thyself the victory,
And bring me back to God.
Now let thy dying love constrain
My soul to love its God again,
Its God to glorify :
And, lo ! I come thy cross to share,
Echo thy sacrificial prayer,
And with my Saviour die !
HYMN 123. c. m.
1 ET the redeem' d give thanks and praise
JL^ To a forgiving God !
My feeble voice I cannot raise,
Till wash'd in Jesu's blood :
2 Till, at thy coming from above,
My mountain-sins depart,
And fear gives place to filial love,
And peace o'erflows my heart.
3 Prisoner of Hope, I still attend
The' appearance of my Lord,
These endless doubts and fears to end,
And speak my soul restored :
4 Restored by reconciling grace ;
With present pardon blest ;
And fitted by true holiness
For my eternal rest.
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5 The peace which man can ne'er conceive,
The love and joy unknown,
Now, Father, to thy servant give,
And claim me for thine own.
6 My God, in Jesus pacified,
My God, thyself declare,
And draw me to his open side,
And plunge the sinner there !