Wesley Corpus

They cannot keep a blessing back, By Heaven design'd for me. 5 Here then I doubt no more, But in his pleasure rest, Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power Engage to make me blest. 6 To' accomplish his design The creatures all agree ; And all the attributes divine Are now at work for me. v)lb The Experience, fyc, HYMN 676. l. m. T/ie Beatitudes. LESS'D are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty : Treasures of grace to them are given, And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 2 Bless'd are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart : The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes. .'} Bless'd are the souls that long for grace, Hunger and thirst for righteousness : They shall be well supplied and fed, With living streams, and living bread. 4 Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean From the defiling power of sin : With endless pleasure they shall see The God of spotless purity. 5 Bless'd are the sufferers, who partake Of pain and shame for Jesu's sake : Their souls shall triumph in the Lord ; Glory and joy are their reward. 6 These are the men, the holy race, Who seek the God of Jacob's face ; These shall enjoy that blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. HYMN 677. s. m. " As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the Lord is round about his people." ] ^TSTHO in the Lord confide, ' ▼ And feel his sprinkled blood, Tn storms and hurricanes abide, Firm as the mount of God : of Believers 0 1 7 j Steadfast, and fix'd, and sure, His Sion cannot move ; His faithful people stand secure In Jesu's guardian love. 2 As round Jerusalem The hilly bulwarks rise, So God protects and covers them From all their enemies. On every side he stands, And for his Israel cares ; And safe in his almighty hands Their souls for ever bears. 3 But let them still abide In thee, all-gracious Lord, Till every soul is sanctified, And perfectly restored : The men of heart sincere Continue to defend ; And do them good, and save them here, And love them to the end. HYMN 678. l. m. Psalm xlvi. 1 f~^ OD is the refuge of his saints,