Wesley Corpus

8 Lo ! here thy wondrous skill arrays The earth in cheerful green ; A thousand herbs thy art displays, A thousand flowers between. 9 There the rough mountains of the deep Obey thy strong command : Thy breath can raise the billows steep. Or sink them to the sand. 10 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the wondering sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground. With terror and delight. 1 1 Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through thy works abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder God. w^U For Believers Rejoicing. 12 But the mild glories of thy grace Our softer passions move ; Pity divine in Jesu's face We see, adore, and love ! HYMN 227. l. m. 1 T TOW do thy mercies close me round ! A -^ For ever be thy name adored ; I blush in all things to abound ; The servant is above his Lord ! 2 Inured to poverty and pain, A suffering life my Master led : The Son of God, the Son of Man, He had not where to lay his head. 3 But lo ! a place he hath prepared For me, whom watchful angels keep : Yea, he himself becomes my guard ; He smoothes my bed, and gives me sleep. 4 Jesus protects ; my fears, be gone ! What can the Rock of Ages move ? Safe in thy arms I lay me down, Thy everlasting arms of love. 5 While thou art intimately nigh, Who, who shall violate my rest ? Sin, earth, and hell I now defy ; I lean upon my Saviour's breast. 6 I rest beneath the' Almighty's shade ; My griefs expire, my troubles cease ; Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stay'd, Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. 7 Me for thine own thou lov'st to take, In time and in eternity : Thou never, never wilt forsake A helpless worm that trusts in thee. For Believers Rejoicing. 221 1 HPHOU Shepherd of Israel, and mine, A The joy and desire of my heart ; For closer communion I pine, I long to reside where thou art : The pasture I languish to find, Where all, who their Shepherd ohey, Are fed, on thy bosom reclined, And screen'd from the heat of the day