A Collection of Hymns (1780)
| Author | Charles Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | hymn-collection |
| Year | 1780 |
| Passage ID | cw-hymns-1780-317 |
| Words | 384 |
| Source | https://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html |
Pour'd out his cries and tears ;
And, though exalted, feels afresh
What every member bears.
Ou2 Incarnation, $-c, of Christ.
4 He '11 never quench the smoking flax.
But raise it to a flame ;
The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.
5 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his power :
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.
HYMN 647. c. it.
" God is Light."
1 (~\ SUN of Righteousness, arise,
^^ With healing in thy wing !
To my diseased, my fainting soul,
Life and salvation bring.
2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel,
By thy all-piercing beam ;
Lighten my eyes with faith, my heart
With holy hope inflame.
3 My mind, by thy all-quick'ning power,
From low desires set free ;
Unite my scatter'd thoughts, and fix
My love entire on thee.
4 Father, thy long-lost son receive ;
Saviour, thy purchase own ;
Blest Comforter, with peace and joy
Thy new-made creature crown.
5 Eternal, undivided Lord,
Co-equal One and Three,
On Thee, all faith, all hope be placed
All love be paid to Thee !
Hymns on the Holy Spirit. 593
HYMN 648. e. m.
The Excellency of Christ's Religion.
1 ET everlasting glories crown
-*-^ Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord ;
Thy hands have brought salvation down,
And writ the blessing in thy word.
2 In vain our trembling conscience seeks
Some solid ground to rest upon ;
With long despair our spirit breaks,
Till we apply to Thee alone.
3 How well thy blessed truths agree !
How wise and holy thy commands !
Thy promises, how firm they be !
How firm our hope and comfort stands !
4 Should all the forms that men devise
Assault my faith with treacherous art,
I 'd call them vanity and lies,
And bind thy Gospel to my heart.
HYMN 649. cm.
Hymn to the Holy Spirit.
1 TTAIL, Holy Ghost, Jehovah, Third
A X In order of the Three ;
Sprung from the Father and the Word
From all eternity !
2 Thy Godhead brooding o'er the' abyss
Of formless waters lay ;
Spoke into order all that is,
And darkness into day.
d&^ Hymns on
3 In deepest hell, or heaven's height,