Wesley Corpus

They strongly speak for me ; " Forgive him, O forgive,' ' they cry, " Nor let that ransom'd sinner die !" 4 The Father hears him pra\, His dear Anointed One ; He cannot turn away The presence of his Son : His Spirit answers to the blood, And tells me I am born of God. 5 My God is reconciled, His pardoning voice I hear, He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear ; With confidence 1 now draw nigh And, Father, Abba, Father, cry ! For Believers Rejoicing. 1 J.) HYMN 203. l. m. 1 f~^ LORY to God, whose sovereign grace ^-^ Hath animated senseless stones ; CalPd us to stand before his face, And raised us into Abraham's sons ! 2 The people that in darkness lay, In sin and error's deadly shade, Have seen a glorious gospel day, In Jesu's lovely face display'd. 3 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done, And bared thine arm in all our sight ; Hast made the reprobates thine own, And claim'd the outcasts as thy right 4 Thy single arm, Almighty Lord, To us the great salvation brought, Thy Word, thy all-creating Word, That spake at first the world from nought. 5 For this the saints lift up their voice. And ceaseless praise to thee is given ; For this the hosts above rejoice, -- We raise the happiness of heaven. 6 For this, (no longer sons of night,) To thee our thankful hearts we give ; To thee, who call'dst us into light, To thee we die, to thee we live. 7 Suffice that for the season past Hell's horrid language fill'd our tongues ; We all thy words behind us cast, And lewdly sang the drunkard's songs. 8 But, O the power of grace divine ! In hymns we now our voices raise, ^v'O For Believers Rejoicing. Loudly in strange hosannas join, And blasphemies are turn'd to praise ! HYMN 204. ■ &s §■ 6's. I will sing with the Spirit, fyc. 1 Cor. xiv. 15. 1 JESUS, thou soul of all our joys, ^ For whom we now lift up our voice, And all our strength exert, Vouchsafe the grace we humbly claim, Compose into a thankful frame, ., And tune thy people's heart. 2 While in the heavenly work we join, Thy glory be our whole design, --