Wesley Corpus

He shall lift vour hands cast down ; Christ, who all your weakness sees. He shall prop your feeble knees. Ye of fearful hearts, be strong; Jesus will not tarry long ; Fear not lest his truth should fail : Jesus is unchangeable. oo\ t Seeking Jo?- full Redemption. 5 God, your God, shall surely come, Quell your foes, and seal their doom ; He shall come and save you too : We, O Lord, have found thee true ! Blind we were, but now we see; Deaf, we hearken now to thee ; Dumb, for thee our tongues employ ; Lame, and, lo ! we leap for joy. (> Faint we were, and parch'd with drought, Water at thy word gush'd out : Streams of grace our thirst repress, Starting from the wilderness. Still we gasp thy grace to know ; Here for ever let it flow ; Make the thirsty land a pool, Fix the Spirit in our soul. HYMN 349. 7's. 1 A^THERE the ancient Dragon lay, ' * Open for thyself a way ! There let holy tempers rise, All the fruits of Paradise. Lead us in the way of peace, in the path of righteousness, Never by the sinner trod, Till he feels the cleansing blood. 2 There the simple cannot stray ; Babes, though blind, may find the way, Find, nor ever thence depart, Safe in lowliness of heart : Far from fear, from danger far ; No devouring beast is there ; There the humble walk secure, God hath made their footsteps sure Seeking for- full Redemption. 331 3 Jesus, mighty to redeem, Let our lot be cast with them ; Far from earth our souls remove, Ransom 'd by thy dying love. Leave us not below to mourn ; Fain we would to thee return, Crown' d with righteousness, arise Far above these nether skies. 4 Come, and all our sorrows chase, Wipe the tears from every face ; Gladness let us now obtain, Partners of thine endless reign. Death, the latest foe, destroy ; Sorrow then shall yield to joy ; Gloomy grief shall nee away, Swallow' d up in endless day. HYMN 350. Ts. 1 TTOLY Lamb, who thee receive, A -*- Who in thee begin to live, Day and night they cry to thee, As thou art, so let us be !