A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-296 |
| Words | 400 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
Hymns of Adoration. OOl
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.
2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of peace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and -- O amazing love !
He flew to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste he fled ;
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
4 O for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak !
5 Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold ;
But when you raise your highest notes
His love can ne'er be told.
HYMN 596. l. m.
Joy in heaven for a repenting Sinner.
1 V\THO can describe the joys that rise
* * Through all the courts of Paradise,
To see a prodigal return,
To see an heir of glory born !
2 With joy the Father doth approve
The fruit of his eternal love ;
The Son with joy looks down and sees
The purchase of his agonies.
3 The Spirit takes delight to view
The contrite soul he forms anew ;
And saints and angels join to sing
The growing empire of their King.
00& Hymns of Adoration.
HYMN 59/. l. m.
Psalm lxiii.
1 f ^ KEAT God, indulge my humble claim;
^-^* Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest :
The glories that compose thy name
Stand all engaged to make me bless'd.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God ;
And I am thine, by sacred ties,
Thy son, thy servant bought with blood.
3 With fainting heart, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look ;
As travellers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water-brook.
4 Should I from thee, my God, remove,
Life could no lasting- bliss afford :
My joy, the sense of pard'ning love ;
My guard, the presence of my Lord.
5 I '11 lift my hands, I '11 raise my voice,
While 1 have breath to pray or praise ;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And fill the circle of my days.
HYMN 598. 6-8's.
Praise.
1 IV/TY heart is fix'd, O God, my heart
■^•▼A Is fix'd to triumph in thy grace :
(Awake, my lute, and bear a part :)