Wesley Corpus

Thine image in thy Son 1 claim ; And still to higher glories rise, Till all tran sform'd I know thy name. And glide to all my heaven above, My highest heaven in Jesu's love. HYMN 285. l. m. 1 /^OME, Saviour, Jesus, from above ! ^s Assist me with thy heavenly grace Empty my heart of earthly love, And for thyself prepare the place. 2 O let thy sacred presence fill, And set my longing spirit free, Which pants to have no other will, But day and night to feast on thee. 3 While in this region here below, No other good will I pursue ; I '11 bid this world of noise and show, With all its glittering snares, adieu! .274 For Believers Fighting. 4 That path with humble speed I '11 seek, In which my Saviour's footsteps shine ; Nor will I hear, nor will I speak, Of any other love but thine. 5 Henceforth may no profane delight Divide this consecrated soul ; Possess it thou, who hast the right, As Lord and Master of the whole. 6 Wealth, honour, pleasure, and what else This short-enduring world can give, Tempt as ye will, my soul repels, To Christ alone resolved to live. 7 Thee I can love, and thee alone, With pure delight and inward bliss : To know thou tak'st me for thine own, O what a happiness is this ! 8 Nothing on earth do I desire, But thy pure love within my breast : This, only this, will I require, And freely give up all the rest. HYMN 286. l. m. 1 A BRAHAM, when severely tried, -^~*- His faith by his obedience show'd He with the harsh command complied, And gave his Isaac back to God. 2 His son the father offer' d up Son of his age, his only son, Object of all his joy and hope, And less beloved than God alone. For Believers Fighting. 27 Q 3 O for a faith like his, that we The bright example may pursue ; May gladly give up all to thee, To whom our more than all is due ! 4 Now, Lord, to thee our all we leave ; Our willing soul thy call obeys ; Pleasure, and wealth, and fame we give, Freedom, and life, -- to win thy grace. 5 Is there a thing than life more dear ?