Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-297
Words399
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Christology
My glory is to sing thy praise, Till all thy nature I partake, And bright in all thine image wake. 2 Thee will I praise among thine own ; Thee will I to the world extol, And make thy truth and goodness known : Thy goodness, Lord, is over all ; Hymns of Adoration. QQo Thy truth and grace the heavens transcend; Thy faithful mercies never end. 3 Be thou exalted, Lord, above The highest name in earth or heaven ; Let angels sing thy glorious love, And bless the Name to sinners given ; All earth and heaven their King proclaim ; Bow every knee to Jesu's name ! HYMN 599. cm. The Faithfulness of God in his Promises. 1 1DEGIN, my soul, some heavenly theme, -U Awake, my voice, and sing The mighty works, or mightier name, Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad ; Sing the sweet promise of his grace, And the performing God. 3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord, For wretched, dying men : His hand hath writ the sacred word With an immortal pen. 4 Engraved as in eternal brass, The mighty promise shines ; Nor can the powers of darkness rase Those everlasting lines. 5 His every word of grace is strong, As that which built the skies ; The voice that rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises. 6 Now shall my fainting heart rejoice, To know thy favour sure : I trust the all -creating voice, And faith desires no more. 004 Incarnation, HYMN 600. l. m. Praise to Christ. 1 TESUS, thou everlasting King, J Accept the tribute which we bring ; Accept thy well-deserved renown, And wear our praises as thy crown. 2 Let every act of worship be Like our espousals, Lord, to Thee ; Like the glad hour when from above We first received the pledge of love 3 The gladness of that happy day, O may it ever with us stay ! Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Our hope decline, our love grow cold 4 Each following moment, as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys, Till we are raised to sing thy name, At the great supper of the Lamb. Hymn to God the Son. 1 T TAIL, God the Son, in glory crown'd, -*- -*- Ere time began to be ;