A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-314 |
| Words | 400 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
All power and majesty are thine :
Assert thy worship and renown ;
O all-redeeming God, come down !
4 Come, and maintain thy righteous cause,
And let thy glorious toil succeed ,
Dispread the victory of thy cross,
Ride on, and prosper in thy deed ;
Through earth triumphantly ride on,
And reiarn in every heart alone
Oo6 Incarnation,
HYMN 640. cm.
Praise to Christ.
1 /^OME, let us join our cheerful songo.
^-- / With angels round the throne ;
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.
2 " Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry,
" To be exalted thus ! "
" Worthy the Lamb ! " our hearts reply ;
" For he was slain for us."
3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honour and power divine ;
And blessings, more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine !
4 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
The Offices of Christ.
1 TOIN all the glorious names
*" Of wisdom, love, and power,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore ;
All are too mean to speak his worth,
Too mean to set our Saviour forth.
2 But O, what gentle means,
What condescending ways
Doth our Redeemer use,
To teach his heavenly grace !
My soul, with joy and wonder see
What forms of love he bears for thee!
3 Array'd in mortal flesh
The Cov'nant-Angel stands,
Sufferings, Sfc, of Chris/. 587
And holds the promises
And pardons in his hands ;
Commission'd from his Father's throne,
To make his grace to mortals known.
4 Great Prophet of my God,
My lips shall bless thy name ;
By thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came ;
The joyful news of sins forgiven,
Of hell subdued, and peace with Heaven.
5 Be thou my Counsellor,
My Pattern, and my Guide ;
And through this desert land
Still keep me near thy side :
O let my feet ne'er run astray,
Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way !
6 I love my Shepherd's voice ;
His watchful eye shall keep
My wand'ring soul among
The thousands of his sheep :
He feeds his flock, he calls their names,
His bosom bears the tender lambs.
7 Jesus, my great High -Priest,