Wesley Corpus

Dauntless to the high prize aspire ; Hourly within my soul renew This holy flame, this heavenly fire ; And day and night be all my care To guard the sacred treasure there. Seeking for full Redemption. Ooi 5 My Saviour, thou thy love to me In shame, in want, in pain, hast show'd ; For me, on the accursed tree, Thou pouredst forth thy guiltless Mood ; Thy wounds upon my heart impress, Nor aught shall the loved stamp efface. 6 More hard than marble is my heart, And foul with sins of deepest stain ; But thou the mighty Saviour art, Nor flow'd thy cleansing blood in vain ; Ah, soften, melt this rock, and may Thy blood wash all these stains away ! / O that I, as a little child, Mav follow thee, and never rest Till sweetly thou hast breathed thy mild And lowly mind into my breast ! Nor ever may we parted be, Till I become one spirit with thee. 8 Still let thy love point out my way ! How wondrous things thy love hath wrought ! Still lead me, lest I go astray ; Direct my word, inspire my thought ; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near. 9 In suffering be thy love my peace ; In weakness be thy love my power ; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour, In death as life be thou my guide, And save me, who for me hast died. 358 Seeking for full Redemption. 1 nOME, Holy Ghost, all-quick 'ning fire ^-^ Come, and in me delight to rest ; Drawn by the lure of strong desire, O come and consecrate my breast ! The temple of my soul prepare, And fix thy sacred presence there ! 2 If now thy influence I feel, If now in thee begin to live, Still to my heart thyself reveal ; Give me thyself, for ever give : A point my good, a drop my store, Eager I ask, I pant for more. 3 Eager for thee I ask and pant ; So strong the principle divine, Carries me out with sweet constraint, Till all my hallow'd soul is thine ; Plunged in the Godhead's deepest sea, And lost in thine immensity. 4 My peace, my life, my comfort thou,