A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-099 |
| Words | 389 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
1 TESU, Shepherd of the sheep,
«J Pity my unsettled soul !
Guide, and nourish me, and keep,
Till thy love shall make me whole ;
Give me perfect soundness, give,
Make me steadfastly believe.
2 I am never at one stay,
Changing every hour I am ;
But thou art as yesterday,
Now and evermore the same :
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Constancy to me impart,
'Stablish with thy grace my heart.
3 Lay thy weighty cross on me ;
All my unbelief control ;
Till the rebel cease to be,
Keep him down within my soul :
That I never more may move,
Root and ground me fast in love.
4 Give me faith to hold me up,
Walking over life's rough sea :
Holy, purifying hope,
Still my soul's sure anchor be :
That I may be always thine,
Perfect me in love divine.
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1 1V/TY God, my God, to thee I cry ;
.It A Thee only would I know ;
Thy purifying blood apply,
And wash me white as snow.
2 Touch me, and make the leper clean,
Purge my iniquity :
Unless thou wash my soul from sin,
I have no part in thee.
3 But art thou not already mine ?
Answer, if mine thou art !
Whisper within, thou Love Divine,
And cheer my drooping heart.
4 Tell me again my peace is made,
And bid the sinner live :
The debt's discharged, the ransom's paid,
My Father must forgive.
5 Behold, for me the Victim bleeds,
His wounds are open'd wide :
For me the blood of sprinkling pleads,
And speaks me justified.
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6 O why did I my Saviour leave,
So soon unfaithful prove !
How could I thy good Spirit grieve,
And sin against thy love !
7 I forced thee first to disappear ;
I turn'd thy face aside :
Ah , Lord ! if thou hadst still heen here,
Thy servant had not died.
8 But O, how soon thy wrath is o'er,
And pardoning love takes place !
Assist me, Saviour, to adore
The riches of thy grace.
9 O could I lose myself in thee,
Thy depth of mercy prove,
Thou vast, unfathomable sea
Of unexhausted love !
10 My humbled soul, when thou art near,