A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-301 |
| Words | 392 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
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.
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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.
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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 :
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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,