Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-301
Words392
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Christology Justifying Grace
My Light and full Salvation he ; And through the shades of death unknown. Conduct me to thy dazzling throne. HYMN 609. 4-6's §■ 2-8'*. " God ivith us." ] ET earth and heaven combine, -*-i Angels and men agree, To praise in songs divine The' incarnate Deity ; Our God contracted to a spar. Incomprehensibly made man. Sufferings, fyc, of Christ. ^61 2 He laid his glory by, He wrapp'd him in our clay ; Unmark'd by human eye, The latent Godhead lay ; Infant of days he here became, And bore the mild Immanuel's Name. 3 Unsearchable the love That hath the Saviour brought ; The grace is far above Or man or angel's thought ; Suffice for us that God, we know, Our God, is manifest below. 4 He deigns in flesh to' appear, Widest extremes to join ; To bring our vileness near, And make us all divine : And we the life of God shall know ; For God is manifest below. 5 Made perfect first in love, And sanctified by grace, We shall from earth remove, And see his glorious face : Then shall his love be fully show'd, And man shall then be lost in God. o Christ the Source of Grace. GOD of gods, in whom combine The heights and depths of love divine, With thankful hearts to thee we sing ; To thee our longing souls aspire, In fervent flames of strong desire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring. All things in earth, and air, and sea, Exist, and live, and move in thee : «2vXw Incarnation i All nature trembles at thy voice : With awe even we thy children prove Thy power : O let us taste thy love ! So evermore shall we rejoice. 3 O powerful Love, to thee we bow ; Object of all our wishes thou, Our hearts are naked to thine eye : To thee, who from the' eternal throne Cam'st emptied of thy glory down, For us to groan, to bleed, to die. 4 Grace we implore when billows roll : Grace is the anchor of the soul ; Grace every sickness knows to heal ; Grace can subdue each fond desire, And patience in all pain inspire, Howe'er rebellious nature swell. 5 O Love, our stubborn wills subdue, Create our ruin'd frame anew,