A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-163 |
| Words | 397 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
1 TTELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly,
•1 -■- And still my tempted soul stand by,
Throughout the evil day :
The sacred watchfulness impart,
And keep the issues of my heart.
And stir me up to pray.
2 My soul with thy whole armour arm ;
In each approach of sin alarm,
And show the danger near ;
Surround, sustain, and strengthen me,
And fill with godly jealousy,
And sanctifying fear.
3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down,
O let me see thy gathering frown,
And feel thy warning eye ;
For Believers Watching. 299
And starting cry, from ruin's brink,
Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink,
O save me, or 1 die !
4 Tf near the pit I rashly stray,
Before I wholly fall away,
The keen conviction dart !
Recal me by that pitying look,
That kind, upbraiding glance, which broke
Unfaithful Peter s heart.
5 In me thine utmost mercy show,
And make me like thyself below,
Unblamable in grace ;
Ready prepared, and fitted here,
By perfect holiness, to' appear
Before thy glorious face.
HYMN 310. c. m
1 TNTO a world of ruffians sent,
■*- I walk on hostile ground ;
While human bears on slaughter bent,
And ravening wolves, surround.
2 The lion seeks my soul to slay,
In some unguarded hour ;
And waits to tear his sleeping prey,
And watches to devour.
3 But worse than all my foes I find
The enemy within,
The evil heart, the carnal mind,
Mine own insidious sin.
4 My nature every moment waits,
To render me secure,
And all my paths with ease besets,
To make my ruin sure.
oOO For Believers Watching.
5 But thou hast given a loud alarm ;
And thou shalt still prepare
My soul for all assaults, and arm
With never-ceasing prayer.
6 O do not suffer me to sleep,
Who on thy love depend ;
But still thy faithful servant keep,
And save me to the end !
HYMN 311. s.M.
1 DID me of men beware,
-A-J And to my ways take heed ;
Discern their every secret snare,
And circumspectly tread
O may I calmly wait
Thy succours from above ;
And stand against their open hate
And well-dissembled love !
2 My spirit, Lord, alarm,
When men and devils join ;
'Gainst all the powers of Satan aim,