Wesley Corpus

6 Because thou lov'dst, and diedst for me Cause me, my Saviour, to love thee, And gladly to resign Whate'er I have, whate'er I am ; My life be all with thine the same, And all thy death be mine. bU4 Penitential Hymns. HYMN 662. 6-S's. Pleading with Christ for Salvation. REGARDLESS now of things below, Jesus, to thee my heart aspires, Determined thee alone to know, Author and end of my desires : Fill me with righteousness divine : To end, as to begin, is thine. 2 What is a worthless worm to thee? What is in man thy grace to move ? That still thou seekest those who flee The arms of thy pursuing love ? That still thine inmost bowels cry, " Why, sinner, wilt thou perish, why ? " 3 Ah, show me, Lord, my depth of sin ! Ah, Lord, thy depth of mercy show ! End, Jesus, end this war within ! No rest my spirit e'er shall know, Till thou thy quick'ning influence give : Breathe, Lord, and these dry bones shall live. 4 There, there before the throne thou art, The Lamb ere earth's foundation slain ! Take thou, O take this guilty heart ! Thy blood will wash out every stain : No cross, no sufferings I decline ; Only let all my heart be thine. HYMN 663. c. m. Unfaithfulness acknowledged. FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A light, to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb ! o Penitential Hymns. 605 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is that soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd ! How sweet their memory still ! But now I find an aching void, The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, That drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. HYMN 664. c. m. Wanderings from God lamented.