Wesley Corpus

5 Yea, let men rage, since thou wilt spread Thy shadowing wings around my head ; Since in all pain thy tender love Will still my sure refreshment prove. 6VO For lie lie vers Fighting. 6 Saviour of men, tliy searching eve Doth all mine inmost thoughts descry ! Doth aught on earth my wishes raise, Or the world's pleasures, or its praise ? 7 The love of Christ doth me constrain To seek the wandering souls of men ; With cries, entreaties, tears, to save, To snatch them from the gaping grave. 8 For this let men revile my name ; No cross I shun, I fear no shame : All hail, reproach ! and welcome, pain ! Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain.. 9 My life, my hlood, I here present, If for thy truth they may he spent ; Fulfil thy sovereign counsel, Lord ! Thy will he done, thy name adored ! 10 Give me thy strength, O God of power; Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, Thy faithful witness will T be : 'Tis fix'd ; I can do all through thee ! HYMN 280. l.m. 1 r I ^HE Lord is King, and earth submits, A Howe'er impatient, to his sway ; Between the Cherubim he sits, And makes his restless foes obev- 2 All power is to our Jesus given ; O'er earth's rebellious sons he reigns ; lie mildly rules the hosts of heaven ; And holds the powers of hell in chains. For Believers Fighting. 2tni 3 In vain doth Satan rage his hour, Beyond his chain he cannot go ; Our Jesus shall stir up his power, And soon avenge us of our foe. 4 Jesus shall his great arm reveal ; Jesus, the woman's conquering Seed, (Though now the Serpent bruise his heel,) Jesus shall bruise the Serpent's head. 5 The enemy his tares hath sown, But Christ shall shortly root them up, Shall cast the dire Accuser down, And disappoint his children's hope : 6 Shall still the proud Philistine's noise, Baffle the sons of unbelief; Nor long permit them to rejoice, But turn their triumph into grief. 7 Come, glorious Lord, the rebels spurn ; Scatter thy foes, victorious King : And Gath and Askelon shall mourn, And all the sons of God shall sing : 8 Shall magnify the sovereign grace