Wesley Collected Works Vol 11
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-wesley-collected-works-vol-11-274 |
| Words | 400 |
“Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast laid the
foundation of the earth, and the heavens are the works of
thine hand.” Thou createdst the sun and moon, the day and
might, and makest the outgoings of the morning and evening
to praise thee. Thou “formedst man of the dust of the
ground, and breathedst into him the breath of life.” In thine
own image madest thou him, capable of knowing and loving
thee eternally. His nature was perfect, thy will was his law,
and thy blessed self his portion. Neither after he had left
his first estate didst thou utterly withdraw thy mercy from
him; but, in every succeeding generation, didst save, deliver,
assist, and protect him. Thou hast instructed us by thy laws,
and enlightened us by thy statutes; thou hast redeemed us
by the blood of thy Son, and sanctifiest us by the grace of
thy Holy Spirit. For these and all thy other mercies, how
can I ever sufficiently love thee, or worthily magnify thy
great and glorious name? All the powers of my soul are too
few to conceive the thanks that are due to thee, even for
vouchsafing me the honour of now appearing before thee and
conversing with thee. But thou hast declared thou wilt
accept the sacrifice of thanksgiving in return for all thy
goodness. For ever therefore will I bless thee, will I adore
thy power, and magnify thy goodness: “My tongue shall
sing of thy righteousness, and be telling of thy salvation
from day to day.” I will give thanks unto thee for ever and
ever; I will praise my God while I have my being. O that
I had the heart of the seraphim, that I might burn with love
like theirs. But though I am upon earth, yet will I praise,
as I can, the King of heaven; though I am a feeble, mortal
creature, yet will I join my song with those that excel in
strength, with the immortal host of angels, and archangels,
thrones, dominions, and powers, while they laud and magnify
thy glorious name, and sing with incessant shouts of
praise,--
“Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of Hosts | Heaven and
earth are full of his glory ! Glory be to thee, O Lord most
high. Amen. Hallelujah.”
Accept, O merciful Father, my most humble thanks for thy
preservation of me this day ( ).