Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-173
Words396
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Christology Pneumatology
4 To thy blessed will resign'd, And stay'd on that alone, I thy perfect strength shall find, Thy faithful mercies own ; Compass'd round with songs of praise, My all to my Redeemer give ; Spread thy miracles of grace, And to thy glory live. For Believers Suffering. SW) HYMN 336. 7's8r6's. FATHER, in the Name I pray Of thy incarnate Love ; Humbly ask, that as my day My suffering strength may prove : When my sorrows most increase, Let thy strongest joys be given : Jesus, come with my distress, And agony is heaven ! 2 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, For good remember me ! Me, whom thou hast caused to trust For more than life on thee : With me in the fire remain, Till like burnish'd gold I shine, Meet, through consecrated pain, To see the Face Divine. HYMN 337. l. m. 1 INTERNAL Beam of Light Divine, *-^ Fountain of unexhausted love, In whom the Father's glories shine, Through earth beneath, and heaven above 2 Jesus, the weary wanderer's rest, Give me thy easy yoke to bear ; With steadfast patience arm my breast, With spotless love, and lowly fear. 3 Thankful I take the cup from thee, Prepared and mingled by thy skill, Though bitter to the taste it be, Powerful the wounded soul to heal. 3^20 For Believers Suffering 4 Be thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh ! So shall each murmuring thought be gone ; And grief, and fear, and care, shall fly, As clouds before the mid-day sun. 5 Speak to my warring passions, " Peace ! " Say to my trembling heart, " Be still ! " Thy power my strength and fortress is, For all things serve thy sovereign will. 6 O death! where is thy sting? Where now Thy boasted victory, O grave ? Who shall contend with God ? or who Can hurt whom God delights to save ? HYMN 338. l. m. 1 nTHOU Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace, J- For thee my thirsty soul doth pine ; My longing heart implores thy grace ; O make me in thy likeness shine ! 2 With fraudless, even, humble mind, Thy will in all things may I see ; In love be every wish resign'd, And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 3 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails,