The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley :: :: University of Virginia Library

Come, Thou omniscient Son of Man,
Display Thy sifting power;
Come with the winnowing Spirit's fan,
And throughly purge the floor.

The chaff of sin, the' accursed thing
Far from our souls be driven;
The wheat into Thy garner bring,
And lay us up for heaven.

Now let us by Thy word be tried,
Search out our reins and heart;
Spirit and soul, O Lord, divide,
And joints and marrow part.

Look through us with Thine eyes of flame,
The clouds and darkness chase;
And show me what by sin I am,
And what I am by grace.

We would not of ourselves conceive
Above what Thou hast done;
But still to Thee the matter leave,
Till Thou shalt make it known.

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We would not, Lord, ourselves conceal,
But walk in open day;
We pray Thee, all our sin reveal,
And purge it all away.

Whate'er offends Thy glorious eyes
Far from our hearts remove,
As dust before the whirlwind flies,
Disperse it by Thy love.

Then let us all Thy fulness know,
From every sin set free:
Saved, to the utmost saved below,
And perfectly like Thee.