Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-311
Words396
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Christology Justifying Grace
Thy glorious Son reveal : Quicken'd with our living Lord, Let us in thy Spirit rise, Rise to all thy life restored, And bless thee in the skies. HYMN 633. 8's § 7's. The same. HAIL, thou once despised Jesus ! Hail, thou Galilean King! Thou didst suffer to release us ; Thou didst free salvation bring. OoO Incarnation, Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Bearer of our sin and shame ! By thy merits we find favour ; Life is given through thy name. 2 Paschal Lamh, by God appointed, All our sins on thee were laid ; By almighty Love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made : All thy people are forgiven, Through the virtue of thy blood ; Open'd is the gate of heaven, Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide : All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side : There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place prepare ; Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 4 Worship, honour, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive ; Loudest praises without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give : Help, ye bright, angelic spirits ! Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; Help to sing our Saviour's merits ; Help to chant ImmanuePs praise. HYMN 634. l. m. Christ glorified. \ ^\^THAT equal honours shall we bring ' * To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb Since all the notes that angels singAre far inferior to thv Name. Sufferings, Sfc, of Christ. 581 2 Worthy is He that once was slain, The Prince of Peace, that groan'd and died : Worthy to rise, and live, and reign At his almighty Father's side. 3 Power and dominion are His due Who stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar ; Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, Though he was charged with madness here. 4 Immortal praises must be paid, Instead of scandal and of scorn ; While glory shines around his head, And a bright crown without a thorn. 5 Honour for ever to the Lamb, Who bore our sin, and curse, and pain ; Let angels bless his sacred Name, And every creature say, Amen! The same. 1 /^ OD is gone up on high, ^J With a triumphant noise ; The clarions of the sky