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The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
CXLIV. THE SAME.
Hymn 5.
[Weep, ye common mourners, weep]
Weep, ye common mourners, weep,
Tell aloud your shallow woe,
Silent all my griefs, and deep
In an even current flow,
Till they reach the peaceful sea,
Lost in calm eternity.
Tell aloud your shallow woe,
Silent all my griefs, and deep
In an even current flow,
Till they reach the peaceful sea,
Lost in calm eternity.
Wisely let me mourn my dead,
Live according to his will,
In the Saviour's footsteps tread,
All my calling's works fulfil,
Act through life the decent part,
Give to God my broken heart.
Live according to his will,
In the Saviour's footsteps tread,
All my calling's works fulfil,
Act through life the decent part,
Give to God my broken heart.
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Happy soul! what wills he now?
(God and he desire the same)
Wills he I should set my brow,
Glory in my Master's shame,
Him with simple faith confess,
Stand with Jesus' witnesses!
(God and he desire the same)
Wills he I should set my brow,
Glory in my Master's shame,
Him with simple faith confess,
Stand with Jesus' witnesses!
Would he I should closer cleave
To the souls that cleave to God?
Still into my heart receive
All who know the' atoning blood,
Only in the saints delight,
Walk with Christ and them in white?
To the souls that cleave to God?
Still into my heart receive
All who know the' atoning blood,
Only in the saints delight,
Walk with Christ and them in white?
Teach me, O my Guide, my Friend,
Heavenly Counsellor Divine,
To Thy secret purpose bend
This obedient heart of mine,
Make Thine utmost pleasure known,
All Thy will on me be done.
Heavenly Counsellor Divine,
To Thy secret purpose bend
This obedient heart of mine,
Make Thine utmost pleasure known,
All Thy will on me be done.
Lead me into every deed
Which for me Thou hast prepared,
Me with all Thy children lead
To my infinite reward,
To my friend that waits above,
To my throne of glorious love.
Which for me Thou hast prepared,
Me with all Thy children lead
To my infinite reward,
To my friend that waits above,
To my throne of glorious love.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||