Wesley Corpus

And give thy servant to possess The land of rest from inbred sin, The land of perfect holiness. 7 Lord, 1 believe thy power the same ; The same thy truth and grace endure ; And in thy blessed hands I am, And trust thee for a perfect cure. 8 Come, Saviour, come, and make me whole ; Entirely all my sins remove ; To perfect health restore my soul, To perfect holiness and love. oJO Seeking Jar full Redemption. HYMN 409. c. m J TESUS, my Lord, I cry to thee *J Against the spirit unclean : I want a constant liberty, A perfect rest from sin. 2 Expel the fiend out of my heart, By love's almighty power ; Now, now command him to depart, And never enter more. 3 Thy killing and thy quick'ning power, Jesus, in me display ; The life of nature from this hour, My pride and passion, slay. 4 Then, then, my utmost Saviour, raise My soul, with saints above, To serve thy will, and spread thy praise, And sing thy perfect love. 5 This moment I thy truth confess ; This moment I receive The heavenly gift, the dew of grace, And by thy mercy live. 6 The next, and every moment, Lord, On me thy Spirit pour ; And bless me, who believe thy word, With that last glorious shower. HYMN 410. s. m. 1 T^ATHER, I dare believe ^ Thee merciful and true : Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive, My fallen soul renew. Seeking for full Redemption. 391 Come, then, for Jesu's sake, And bid my heart be clean ; An end of all my troubles make, An end of all my sin. 2 I will, through grace, I will, I do, return to thee ; Take, empty it, O Lord, and fill My heart with purity ! For power, I feebly pray : Thy kingdom now restore, To-day, while it is call'd to-day, And I shall sin no more. 3 I cannot wash my heart, But by believing thee, And waiting for thy blood to' impart The spotless purity : While at thy cross I lie, Jesus, thy grace bestow, Now thy all-cleansing blood apply, And I am white as snow. HYMN 411. 6-7's. 1 ^\^THY not now, my God, my God? * * Ready if thou always art, Make in me thy mean abode,