Wesley Corpus

Nothing have I to plead ; Unto dogs it is not right To cast the children's bread : Yet the dogs the crumbs may eat, That from the master's table fall : Let the fragments be my meat ; Thy grace is free for all. 5 Give me, Lord, the victory, My heart's desire fulfil : Conv in ced of Sin . Jul Let it now be done to me According to my will ! Give me living bread to eat, And say, in answer to my call, " Canaanite, thy faith is great ! My grace is free for all." 6 If thy grace foi all is free, Thy call now let me hear ; Show this token upon me, And bring salvation near : Now the gracious word repeat, The word of healing to my soul ct Canaanite, thy faith is great ! Thy faith hath made thee whole. } J^OME, holy, celestial Dove, ^^ To visit a sorrowful breast, My burden of guilt to remove, And bring me assurance and rest ! Thou only hast power to relieve A sinner o'erwhehn'd with his load ; The sense of acceptance to give, And sprinkle his heart with the blood 2 With me if of old thou hast strove, And strangely withheld from my sin, And tried, by the lure of thy love, My worthless affections to win, -- The work of thy mercy revive ; Thy uttermost mercy exert ; And kindly continue to strive, And hold, till I yield thee my heart 3 Thy call if I ever have known, And sigh'd from myself to get free, And groan'd the unspeakable groan, And long'd to be happy in thee,--- » o2 For Mourners Fulfil the imperfect desire ; Thy peace to my conscience reveal ; The sense of thy favour inspire, And give me my pardon to feel ! 4 If when I had put thee to grief, And madly to folly return 'd, Thy pity hath been my relief, And lifted me up as I mourn' d, -- Most pitiful Spirit of Grace, Relieve me again and restore ; My spirit in holiness raise, To fall and to suffer no more ! 5 If now I lament after God, And gasp for a drop of thy love, If Jesus hath bought thee with blood, For me to receive from above, -- Come, heavenly Comforter, come,