Wesley Corpus

True Witness of mercy divine, And make me thy permanent home, And seal me eternally thine ! HYMN 166. 7's$G*. The Pool of Bethesda. John v. 2 -- 9< 1 TESUS, take my sins away, ** And make me know thy name ! Thou art now as yesterday, And evermore the same : Thou my true Bethesda be ; I know within thine arms is room : All the world may unto thee, Their House of Mercy, come. 2 See me lying at the pool, And waiting for thy grace ; O come down into my soul, Disclose thy angel -face ! If to me thy bowels move, If now thou dost my sickness feel, Con i nn ced of Sin . 1 63 Let the Spirit of thy Love The helpless sinner heal. 3 Persons thou dost not respect ; Whoe'er for mercy call, Thou in no wise wilt reject ; Thy mercy is for all : Thou would'st freely all restore, Would all the gracious season find, Fill with goodness, love, and power, And with a healthful mind. 4 Mercy then there is for me, (Away my doubts and fears !) Plagued with an infirmity For many tedious years. Jesus, cast a pitying eye ! Thou long hast known my desperate case : Poor and helpless here I lie, And wait the healing grace. 5 Long hath thy good Spirit strove With my distemper'd soul ; But I still refused thy love, And would not be made whole : Hardly now at last I yield, I yield with all my sins to part ; Let my soul be fully heal'd, And throughly cleansed my heart, 6 Pain, and sickness, at thy word, And sin, and sorrow flies : Speak to me, Almighty Lord, And bid my spirit rise ; Bid me bear the hallow' d cross, Which thou, my Lord, hast borne before ; Walk in all thy righteous laws. And go and sin no more. 164 For Mourners, Sfc. HYMN 167. J'sfyG's. 1 AMB of God, for sinners slain, -■-- ' To thee I feebly pray : Heal me of my grief and pain, O take my sins away ! From this bondage, Lord, release ; No longer let me be opprest : Jesus, Master, seal my peace, And take me to thy breast ! 2 Wilt thou cast a sinner out,