Wesley Corpus

From inbred sin to fly : Stronger than love, I fondly thought, Death, only death, can cut the knot, Which love cannot untie. But thou, O Lord, art full of grace ; Thy love can find a thousand ways To foolish man unknown : My soul upon thy love I cast ; I rest me, till the storm is past, Upon thy love alone. Thy faithful, wise, and mighty love Shall every stumbling-block remove, And make an open way : Thy love shall burst the shades of death, And bear me, from the gulf beneath, To everlasting day. HYMN 289. l. m. GOD of my life, whose gracious power Through varied deaths my soul hath led, Or turn'd aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head ; Zl b For lie lie vers Fighting. 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, Thy ruling Providence I see : Assist me still my course to run, And still direct my paths to thee. 3 Oft hath the sea confess 'd thy power, And given me back at thy command ; It could not, Lord, my life devour, Safe in the hollow of thine hand. 4 Oft from the margin of the grave Thou, Lord, hast lifted up my head ; Sudden, I found thee near to save ; The fever own'd thy touch, and fled. 5 Whither, O whither should I fly, But to my loving Saviour's breast ? Secure within thine arms to lie, And safe beneath thy wings to rest. 6 I have no skill the snare to shun, But thou, O Christ, my Wisdom art ; I ever into ruin run, But thou art greater than my heart. 7 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not known ; Bring me, where I my heaven may And, The heaven of loving thee alone. 8 Enlarge my heart to make thee room ; Enter, and in me ever stay ; Tbe crooked then shall straight become ; The darkness shall be lost in day. Foi' Believers Fighting. 27 V HYMN 290. l. m. 1 ]\/TY GOD, if I may call thee mine, •!■▼ A From heaven and thee removed so far ; Draw nigh ; thy pitying ear incline, And cast not out my languid prayer. 2 Gently the weak thou lov'st to lead,