A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-172 |
| Words | 396 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
The saints' secure abode :
On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise,
And force your passage to the skies,
And scale the mount of God.
3 Who suffer with our Master here,
We shall before his face appear,
And by his side sit down :
To patient faith the prize is sure ;
And all that to the end endure
The cross, shall wear the crown
For Believers Suffering. oli
4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope !
It lifts the fainting* spirits up ;
It brings to life the dead :
Our conflicts here shall soon be past,
And you and I ascend at last,
Triumphant with our Head.
5 That great mysterious Deity
We soon with open face shall see ;
The beatific sight
Shall fill heaven's sounding courts with praise,
And wide diffuse the golden blaze
Of everlasting light.
G The Father shining on his throne,
The glorious co-eternal Son,
The Spirit, one and seven,
Conspire our rapture to complete ;
And, lo ! we fall before his feet,
And silence heightens heaven.
7 In hope of that ecstatic pause,
Jesus, we now sustain the cross,
And at thy footstool fall ;
Till thou our hidden life reveal,
Till thou our ravish'd spirits fill,
And God is All in All !
HYMN 334. 8'8 8r6's.
2 Sam. xvi.
1 ORD, I adore thy gracious will ;
*-** Through every instrument of ill
My Father's goodness see ;
Accept the complicated wrong
Of Shimei's hand and Shimei's tongue,
As kind rebukes from thee !
olo For Believers Suffering.
HYMN 335. Ts §■ &s.
1 /^AST on the fidelity
^-^ Of my redeeming Lord,
I shall his salvation see,
According to his word :
Credence to his word I give ;
My Saviour in distresses past
Will not now his servant leave,
But bring me through at last.
2 Better than my boding fears
To me thou oft hast proved ;
Oft observed my silent tears,
And challenged thy beloved :
Mercy to my rescue flew,
And death ungrasp'd his fainting prey ;
Pain before thy face withdrew,
And sorrow fled away.
3 Now as yesterday the same,
In all my troubles nigh,
Jesus, on thy Word and Name
I steadfastly rely ;
Sure as now the grief I feel,
The promised joy I soon shall have ;
Saved again, to sinners tell
Thy power and will to save.