Wesley Corpus

Shall know the greatness of thy power ; Stand in the temple of our God As pillars, and go out no more. 1 rT^HE people that in darkness lay, A The confines of eternal night, We, we have seen a gospel day, The glorious beams of heavenly light ; His Spirit in our hearts hath shone, And show'd the Father in the Son. 2 Father of everlasting grace, Thou hast in us thy arm reveal'd, Hast multiplied the faithful race, Who, conscious of their pardon seal'd, Of joy unspeakable possest, Anticipate their heavenly rest. 3 In tears who sow'd, in joy we reap, And praise thy goodness all day long ; Him in our eye of faith we keep, Who gives us our triumphal song, And doth his spoils to all divide, A lot among the sanctified. 4 Thou hast our bonds in sunder broke, Took all our load of guilt away ; From sin, the world, and Satan's yoke, (Like Israel saved in Midian's day,) Redeem 'd us by our conquering Lord, Our Gideon, and his Spirit's sword. 4b2 For the Society giving Thanks. 5 Not like the warring sons of men, With shouts, and garments roll'd in blood, Our Captain doth the fight maintain ; But, lo ! the burning Spirit of God Kindles in each a secret fire ; And all our sins as smoke expire ! Gen. xxviii. 16, 17- 1 O ! God is here ! let us adore, -L^ And own how dreadful is this place ! Let all within us feel his power, And silent bow before his face ; Who know his power, his grace who prove, Serve him with awe, with reverence love. 2 Lo ! God is here ! him day and night The' united choirs of angels sing ; To him, enthroned above all height, Heaven's host their noblest praises bring : Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song, Who praise thee with a stammering tongue. 3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave, Wealth, pleasure, fame, for thee alone : To thee our will, soul, flesh, we give ; O take, O seal them for thine own ! Thou art the God, thou art the Lord ; Be thou by all thy works adored. 4 Being of beings ! may our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill ; Still may we stand before thy face,