Wesley Corpus

He prays that I with him may reign ; Jlmen to what my Lord doth say ! Jesus5 thou canst not pray in vain. HYMN 128. c. m. 1 'Y^TITH glorious clouds en compass 'd round, t t Whom angels dimly see, Will the Unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me ? 1 ^u For Mourners 2 Will lie forsake his throne above, Himself to worms impart ? Answer, thou Man of Grief and Love ! And speak it to my heart ! 3 In manifested love explain Thy wonderful design : What meant the suffering Son of Man, The streaming blood divine ? 4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, And live and die below, That I may now perceive thee near, And my Redeemer know ? 5 Come, then, and to my soul reveal The heights and depths of grace ; The wounds which all my sorrows heal, That dear disfigured face ! 6 Before my eyes of faith confest, Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb ; And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name. 7 Jehovah in thy person show, Jehovah crucified ! And then the pardoning God I know, And feel the blood applied. 8 I view the Lamb in his own light, Whom angels dimly see ; And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity. A DAM, descended from above ' ■£*- Federal Head of all mankind; The covenant of redeeming love, In thee let every sinner find ! Con v in ced of Sin . 1 27 2 Its Surety, thou alone hast paid The debt we to thy Father owed ; For the whole world atonement made, And seal'd the pardon with thy blood. 3 Thee, the Paternal Grace Divine A universal blessing gave ; A Light in every heart to shine, A Saviour every soul to save. 4 Light of the Gentile world, appear, Command the blind thy rays to see ; Our darkness chase, our sorrows cheer, And set the plaintive prisoner free. 5 Me, me, who still in darkness sit, Shut up in sin and unbelief, Bring forth out of this hellish pit, This dungeon of despairing grief. 6 Open mine eyes the Lamb to know, Who bears the general sin away ; And to my ransom' d spirit show The glories of eternal day. ]