Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-142
Words396
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Repentance
Who form'd me man, forbids my fear The Lord hath call'd me by my name ; The Lord protects, for ever near ; His blood for me did once atone, And still he loves and guards his own. 2 When passing through the watery deep, I ask in faith his promised aid, The waves an awful distance keep, And shrink from my devoted head ; Fearless their violence I dare ; They cannot harm, for God is there ! 3 To him mine eye of faith I turn, And through the fire pursue my way ; The fire forgets its power to burn, The lambent flames around me play ; I own his power, accept the sign, And shout to prove the Saviour mine. 4 Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand ! And guard in fierce temptation's hour ; Hide in the hollow of thy hand ; Show forth in me thy saving power ; Still be thy arms my sure defence : Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence. 5 Since thou hast bid me come to thee, (Good as thou art, and strong to save,) I '11 walk o'er life's tempestuous sea, Upborne by the unyielding wave, Dauntless, though rocks of pride be near, And yawning whirlpools of despair. 6 When darkness intercepts the skies, And sorrow's waves around me roll, When high the storms of passion rise, And half o'erwhelm my sinking soul, 200 For Believers Fighting. My soul a sudden calm shall feel, And hear a whisper, " Peace ; he still ! M 7 Though in affliction's furnace tried, Unhurt on snares and death 1 '11 tread ; Though sin assail, and hell, thrown wide, Pour all its flames upon my head, Like Moses' hush, I '11 mount the higher, And flourish, unconsumed, in fire. HYMN 273. 10's^m. OMNIPOTENT Lord, My Saviour and King, Thy succour afford, Thy righteousness bring : Thy promises bind thee Compassion to have ; Now, now let me find thee Almighty to save. k2 Rejoicing in hope, And patient in grief, To thee I look up For certain relief ; I fear no denial, No danger I fear, Nor start from the trial, While Jesus is near. 3 I every hour In jeopardy stand ; But thou art my power, And holdest my hand : While yet I am calling, Thy succour I feel;