Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-272
Words382
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Means of Grace Pneumatology
And wait his heaven to share : He now is fitting up your home : Go on ; -- we '11 meet you there . CNot in the Editions published during the Life of Mr. Wesley.) On Divine Worship. HYMN 540. l. m. 1 T3EFORE Jehovah's awful throne, -U Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; And when like wand'ring sheep we stray 'd, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We '11 crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 4 Wide as the world is thy command ; Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 1 T ORD of the worlds above! -*-- i How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thy earthly temples, are ! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires To see my God. O06 Additional Hymns. 2 O happy souls that pray Where God delights to hear ! O happy men that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they Who love the way To Sion's hill ! 3 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each o'ercomes at length, Till each in heaven appears : 0 glorious seat ! Thou God, our King, Shalt thither bring Our willing feet. 4 God is our sun and shield, Our light and our defence ! With gifts his hands are fill'd, We draw our blessings thence : He shall bestow Upon our race His saving grace, And glory too. 5 The Lord his people loves ; His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From holy, humble souls : Thrice happy he, O Lord of Hosts, Whose spirit trusts Alone in thee ! HYMN 542. 7's. 1 ORD and God of heavenly powers ! -I-- ' Theirs, -- yet, O ! benignly ours ; Glorious King! let earth proclaim, Worms attempt to chant thy name.