Wesley Corpus

The love that all heaven's host inspires ; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 7 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, Thee will I love, my Lord, my God ; Thee will I love, beneath thy frown, Or smile, -- thy sceptre, or thy rod : What though my flesh and heart decay, Thee shall I love in endless day ! HYMN 211. lO'jS-ir*. 1 ET all men rejoice, By Jesus restored : J-^ We lift up our voice, And call him oar Lord : His joy is to bless us, And free us from thrall ; From all that oppress us, He rescues us all. Him Prophet, and King, And Priest we proclaim ; We triumph and sing Of Jesus's Name : Poor idiots he teaches To show forth his praise, And tell of the riches Of Jesus's grace. 201) For Believers Rejoicing. 3 No matter how dull The seholar whom He Takes into his school, And gives him to see ; A wonderful fashion Of teaching he hath, And wise to salvation He makes us thro' faith. 4 The way-faring men, Though fools, shall not stray, His method so plain, So easy the way : The simplest believer His promise may prove, And drink of the river Of Jesus's love. 5 Poor outcasts of men, Whosesouls were despised, And left with disdain, By Jesus are prized ; His gracious creation In us he makes known, And brings us salvation, And calls us his own. 1 ~\ /FY brethren beloved, Your calling ye see ; l-'-t. In Jesus approved, No goodness have we; No riches or merit, No wisdom or might : But all things inherit Through Jesus's right. 2 Yet not many wise His summons obey ; And great ones despise So vulgar a way ; And strong ones will never Their helplessness own, Or stoop to find favour Through mercy alone. 3 And therefore our God The outcasts hath chose, His righteousness show'd To Heathens like us : When wise ones rejected His offers of grace, His goodness elected The foolish and base. 4 To baffle the wise, And noble, and strong, He bade us arise, An impotent throng ; Poor ignorant wretches, We gladly embrace A Prophet who teaches Salvation by grace.