Wesley Corpus

All, all is theirs, who righteous live. 6 O Lord of hosts, how blest is he Who steadfastly believes in thee ! He all thy promises shall gain : The soul that on thy love is cast, Thy perfect love on earth shall taste, And soon with thee in glory reign. " Peter and John went up into the temple at the hour of prayer." ] 'l^T'HO Jesus our Example know, * * And his Apostles' footsteps trace, We gladly to the temple go, Frequent the consecrated place At every solemn hour of prayer, And meet the God of mercy there Hymns of Adoration. 537 2 His offering pure we call to mind, There, on the golden altar laid, Whose Godhead with the manhood join'd, For every soul atonement made ; And have whate'er we ask of God, Through faith in that all-saving blood. Psalm cxlvi. 1 A /FY soul, inspired with sacred love, IV J. The Lord thy God delight to praise ; His gifts I will for him improve, To him devote my happy days ; To him my thanks and praises give, And only for his glory live. 2 Long as my God shall lend me breath, My every pulse shall beat for him ; And when my voice is lost in death, My spirit shall resume the theme ; The gracious theme, for ever new, Through all eternity pursue. 3 Soon as the breath of man expires, Again he to his earth shall turn ; Where then are all his vain desires, His love and hate, esteem and scorn ? All, all at that last gasp are o'er, He falls to rise on earth no more. 4 He, then, is blest, and only he, Whose hope is in the Lord his God ; Who can to Him for succour flee, That spread the earth and heaven abroad ; That still the universe sustains, And Lord of his creation reigns. 5 True to his everlasting word, He loves the injured to redress ; 538 Hymns of Adoration. Poor helpless souls the bounteous Lord Relieves, and fills with plenteousness : He sets the mournful prisoners free, He bids the blind their Saviour see. 6 The Lord thy God, O Sion, reigns, Supreme in mercy as in power, The endless theme of heavenly strains,