Wesley Corpus

1 TNFINITE Power, eternal Lord, A How sovereign is thy hand ! All nature rose to' obey thy word, And moves at thy command. 2 With steady course the shining sun Keeps his appointed way ; And all the hours obedient run The circle of the day. 3 But, ah ! how wide my spirit flies, And wanders from her God ! My soul forgets the heavenly prize And treads the downward road. 606 Penitential Hymns. 4 The raging fire and stormy sea Perform thy awful will ; And every beast and every tree Thy great design fulfil. 5 Shall creatures of a meaner frame Pay all their dues to thee ? Creatures that never knew thy name, That ne'er were loved like me ? 6 Great God ! create my soul anew, Conform my heart to thine ; Melt down my will, and let it flow, And take the mould divine. 7 Seize my whole frame into thy hand ; Here all my powers I bring ; Manage the wheels by thy command, And govern every spring. 8 Then shall my feet no more depart, Nor my affections rove ; Devotion shall be all my heart, And all my passions, love. HYMN 665. c. m. Prayer J br Quickening Grace. 1 ONG have I sat beneath the sound -L' Of thy salvation, Lord ; But still how weak my faith is found. And knowledge of thy word ! 2 My gracious Saviour and my God, How little art thou known By all the judgments of thy rod, Or blessings of thy throne ! 3 How cold and feeble is my love ! How negligent my fear ! How low my hope of joys above ! How few affections there ! Penitential Hymns. 607 4 Great God ! thy sovereign aid impart, To give thy word success ; Write thy salvation on my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 5 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high, Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. HYMN 666. c. m. A Prayer for Faith. 1 T^ATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, *- No other help I know ; If thou withdraw thyself from me, Ah ! whither shall I go ? 2 What did thy only Son endure