Wesley Corpus

3 Thy nature be my law, Thy spotless sanctity, And sweetly every moment draw My happy soul to thee. Soul of my soul remain ! Who didst for all fulfil, In me, O Lord, fulfil again Thy heavenly Father's will. HYMN 341. l.m. O JESUS, let thy dying cry Pierce to the bottom of my heart, Its evils cure, its wants supply, And bid my unbelief depart Seeking for full Redemption. 3*2,3 2 Slay the dire root and seed of sin ; Prepare for thee the holiest place ; Then, O essential Love, come in ! And fill thy house with endless praise. 3 Let me, according to thy word, A tender, contrite heart receive, Which grieves at having grieved its Lord, And never can itself forgive : 4 A heart thy joys and griefs to feel, A heart that cannot faithless prove, A heart where Christ alone may dwell, All praise, all meekness, and all love. HYMN 342. cm. 1 /""^ OD of eternal truth and grace, ^^ Thy faithful promise seal ! Thy word, thy oath, to Abraham's race, In us, even us, fulfil. 2 Let us, to perfect love restored, Thy image here retrieve ; And in the presence of our Lord The life of angels live. 3 That mighty faith on me bestow, Which cannot ask in vain ; Which holds, and will not let thee go, Till I my suit obtain : 4 Till thou into my soul inspire The perfect love unknown, And tell my infinite desire, " Whate'er thou wilt, be done.'* 5 But is it possible that I Should live and sin no more ? Lord, if on thee I dare rely, The faith shall bring the power. o!s4 Seeking for full Redemption. 6 On me that faith divine bestow, Which doth the mountain move ; And all my spotless life shall show The' omnipotence of love. HYMN 343. c. m. 1 (~\ FOR a heart to praise my God, ^-^ A heart from sin set free ! A heart that always feels thy blood So freely spilt for me ! 2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone : 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean ; Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within :