Wesley Corpus

Now the all-conquering Spirit give. Spirit of victory and power,. Thai I may never grieve thee more. 1 Oo For Persons 3 Grant my importunate request ; It is not my desire, but thine ; Since thou would" st have the sinner blest, Now let me in thine image shine, Nor ever from thy footsteps move, But more than conquer through thy love. 4 Be it according to thy will ! Set my imprison 'd spirit free ; The counsel of thy grace fulfil ; Into thy glorious liberty My spirit, soul, and flesh restore, And I shall never grieve thee more. HYMN 172. s. m. 1 /^\ unexhausted Grace ! ^-^ O Love unspeakable ! I am not gone to my own place ; I am not yet in hell ! Earth doth not open yet, My soul to swallow up ; And, hanging o'er the burning pit, I still am forced to hope. 2 I hope at last to find The kingdom from above ; The settled peace, the constant mind, The everlasting love ; The sanctifying grace, That makes me meet for home : 1 hope to see thy glorious face, Where sin can never come. 3 What shall I do to keep The blessed hope I feel ? Still let me pray, and watch, and weep, And serve thy pleasure still : O may 1 never grieve My kind, long-suffering Lord, But steadfastly to Jesus cleave, And answer all his word. Co) i vin ced of 13a cksliding. 1 69 4 Lord, if thou hast bestow'd On me the gracious fear, This horror of offending God, O keep it always here ! And that I never more May from thy ways depart, Enter with all thy mercy's power, And dwell within my heart. J TESUS, I believe thee near : *J Now my fallen soul restore ; Now my guilty conscience clear ; Give me back my peace and power ; Stone to flesh again convert; Write forgiveness on my heart. 2 1 believe thy pardoning grace, As at the beginning, free ; Open are thy arms to' embrace Me, the worst of rebels, me : In me all the hind'rance lies ; Call'd, -- I still refuse to rise. 3 Yet, for thy own mercy's sake, Patience with thy rebel have ; Me, thy mercy's witness make,