A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-284 |
| Words | 379 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
3 When thou hadst render'd up thy breath,
And dying drawn the sting of death,
Thou didst from earth triumphant rise,
And ope the portals of the skies,
That all who trust in thee alone
Might follow and partake thy throne
4 Seated at God's right hand again,
Thou dost in all his glory reign ;
Thou dost, thy Father's image, shine
In all the attributes divine ;
And thou with judgment clad shalt come
To seal our everlasting doom.
5 Wherefore we now for mercy pray,
O Saviour, take our sins away !
Before thou as our Judge appear,
In dreadful majesty severe,
Appear our Advocate with God,
And save the purchase of thy blood.
6 Hallow, and make thy servants meet)
And with thy saints in glory seat ;
•)OV Hymns of Adoration.
Sustain and bless us by thy sway,
And keep to that tremendous day,
When all thy church shall chant above
The new eternal song of love.
1 O AVIOUR, we now rejoice in hope,
^ That thou at last wilt take us up ;
With daily triumph we proclaim,
And bless and magnify thy name ;
And wait thy greatness to adore
When time and death shall be no more.
2 Till then with us vouchsafe to stav,
And keep us pure from sin to-day ;
Thy great confirming grace bestow,
And guard us all our days below ;
And ever mightily defend,
And save thy servants to the end.
3 Still let us, Lord, by thee be blest,
Who in thy guardian mercy rest :
Extend thy mercy's arms to me,
The weakest soul that trusts in Thee ;
And never let me lose thy love,
Till I, even I, am crown'd above.
HYMN 567. i • m.
The JVorks of God
1 r | ^HE spacious firmament on high,
A With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
2 The' unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display ;
And publishes to every land
The work of an almighty hand.
Hymns of Adoration. odl
?> Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale ;
And nightly to the list'ning earth
Repeats the story of her birth.