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| CXCIX. | CXCIX. THE SAME.
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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
CXCIX. THE SAME.
Hymn 9.
[Jesus, with kindest pity see]
Jesus, with kindest pity see
Two souls that would be one in Thee
If now accepted in Thy sight,
Thou dost our upright hearts unite,
Allow us, while on earth to prove
The noblest joys of heavenly love.
Two souls that would be one in Thee
If now accepted in Thy sight,
Thou dost our upright hearts unite,
Allow us, while on earth to prove
The noblest joys of heavenly love.
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Before Thy glorious eyes we spread
The wish which doth from Thee proceed,
Our love from earthly dross refine,
Holy, angelical, Divine
Thee let it its great Author show,
And back to the pure Fountain flow.
The wish which doth from Thee proceed,
Our love from earthly dross refine,
Holy, angelical, Divine
Thee let it its great Author show,
And back to the pure Fountain flow.
A drop of that unbounded sea
O God, resorb it into Thee,
While both our souls with restless strife
Spring up into eternal life,
And lost in endless raptures prove
Thy whole immensity of love.
O God, resorb it into Thee,
While both our souls with restless strife
Spring up into eternal life,
And lost in endless raptures prove
Thy whole immensity of love.
A spark of that ethereal fire,
Still let it to its Source aspire,
To Thee in every wish return,
Intensely for Thy glory burn,
With both our souls fly up to Thee,
And blaze through all eternity!
Still let it to its Source aspire,
To Thee in every wish return,
Intensely for Thy glory burn,
With both our souls fly up to Thee,
And blaze through all eternity!
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |