The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley: Reprinted from the Originals, with the Last Corrections of the Authors; Together with the Poems of Charles Wesley Not Before Published, Volume 4

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Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1869
 

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Page 138 - By thine Agony and Bloody Sweat ; by thy Cross and Passion; by thy precious Death and Burial ; by thy glorious Resurrection and Ascension ; and by the Coming of the Holy Ghost, Good Lord, deliver us.
Page 140 - Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, The God of truth and love : When He had purged our stains, He took His seat above : Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; Rejoice ; again I say, Rejoice.
Page 342 - I could for ever sit, With Mary at the Master's feet: Be this my happy choice : My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice.
Page 1 - If ye be willing and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land : but if ye refuse and rebel, ye shall be devoured with the sword : for the mouth of the LORD hath spoken it.
Page 116 - Born Thy people to deliver, Born a child and yet a King ; Born to reign in us for ever, Now Thy gracious kingdom bring.
Page 51 - YE servants of God, Your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful Name ; The Name all-victorious Of Jesus extol ; His Kingdom is glorious, And rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high, Almighty to save : And still He is nigh ; His presence we have. The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation To Jesus, our King. 3 "Salvation to God, Who sits on the throne...
Page 219 - LOVE divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! Fix in us thy humble dwelling, All thy faithful mercies crown ; Jesus', thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love thou art ; Visit us with thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart.
Page 371 - ALL ye that pass by, to Jesus draw nigh : To you is it nothing that Jesus should die ? Your ransom and peace, your surety He is ; Come, see if there ever was sorrow like His.
Page 408 - Tongue can never express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love.
Page 370 - STAY, Thou insulted Spirit, stay, Though I have done Thee such despite, Nor cast the sinner quite away, Nor take Thine everlasting flight.

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