Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-181
Words387
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Pneumatology Repentance
Be thou alone my one desire ! 6 Be thou my joy, be thou my dread ; In battle cover thou my head : Nor earth, nor hell I then shall fear; 1 then shall turn my steady face, -- Want, pain defy, -- enjoy disgrace, -- Glory in dissolution near. 7 My will be swallow'd up in thee ; Light in thy light still may I see, Beholding thee with open face ; Call'd the full power of faith to prove, Let all my hallow'd heart be love, And all my spotless life be praise. 8 Come, Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire ! My consecrated heart inspire, Sprinkled with the atoning blood ; Still to my soul thyself reveal ; Thy mighty working may I feel, And know that 1 am one with God. oo4 Seeking far full 'Redemption. HYMN 352 2-6'« fr 4-7'*. I TESUS, thou art our King ! *J To mc thy succour bring ; Christ, the mighty One, art thou ; Help for all on thee is laid ; This the word ; I claim it now ; Send ine now the promised aid. 2 High on thy Father's throne, O look with pity down ! Help, O help, attend my call, Captive lead captivity : King of glory, Lord of all, Christ, he Lord, he King to me ! 3 I pant to feel thy sway, And only thee to' obey ; Thee my spirit gasps to meet ; This my one, my ceaseless prayer, Make, O make my heart thy seat, O set up thy kingdom there ! 4 Triumph and reign in me, And spread thy victory ; Hell, and death, and sin control, Pride, and wrath, and every foe, All subdue ; through all my soul Conquering, and to conquer, go. HYMN 353. 6-8'*, second metre. OJESU, source of calm repose, Thy like nor man nor angel knows ; Fairest among ten thousand fair ! Even those whom death's sad fetters bound, Whom thickest darkness compass'd round, Find light and life, if thou appear. Seeking for full Redemption. Sou 2 Effulgence of the Light Divine, Ere rolling planets knew to shine, Ere time its ceaseless course began ; Thou, when the' appointed hour was come, Didst not abhor the virgin's womb, But, God with God, wast man with man.