Wesley Corpus

A Collection of Hymns (1780)

AuthorCharles Wesley
Typehymn-collection
Year1780
Passage IDcw-hymns-1780-331
Words390
Sourcehttps://www.ccel.org/ccel/wesley/hymn.html
Christology Repentance
When faith and hope shall cease ; 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings In the sweet realms of bliss. 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away To see our gracious God. HYMN 681. T* & 6"s. J* / determined to know nothing, save Christ, and him crucified." ] T 7AIN, delusive world, adieu, V With all of creature-good ! Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood ■ 020 The Experience, fyc., All thy pleasures I forego, I trample on thy wealth and pride Only Jesus will 1 know, And Jesus crucified. a Other knowledge I disdain, 'Tis all hut vanity : Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, He tasted death for me. Me to save from endless woe, The sin-atoning Victim died : Only Jesus will 1 know, And Jesus crucified. rp Turning to my rest again, The Saviour I adore; He relieves my grief and pain, And bids me weep no more. Rivers of salvation How From out his head, his hands, his side : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. Here will I set up my rest, My fluctuating heart From the haven of his breast Shall never more depart. Whither should a sinner go? His wounds for me stand open wide : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. HYMN 682. l. m. Trust in Christ. f\ JESUS, full of truth and grace, ^^ O all-atoning Lamb of God, I wait to see thy glorious face, I seek redemption through thy blood of Believers. ()!2i 2 Now in thy strength I strive with thee, My Friend and Advocate with God ; Give me the glorious liberty, Grant me the purchase of thy blood. 3 Thou art the anchor of my hope, The faithful promise I receive ; Surely thy death shall raise me up, For thou hast died that I might live. 4 Satan, with all his arts, no more Me from the gospel hope shall move ; I shall receive the gracious power, And find the pearl of perfect love. 5 Though nature gives my God the lie, I all his truth and grace shall know ; I shall, the helpless creature I Shall perfect holiness below. 6 My flesh, which cries, " It cannot be,'*