The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley

Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
Mark every wish and thought that rise
In this poor troubled heart,
Disclose, drag out to open light
All things displeasing in Thy sight,
And bid them all depart.

Wretched, and void of God, and blind,
Wouldst Thou that I should comfort find,
And ease in aught below?
Or rather bear my utmost load,
And shrink from every creature-good,
And only Jesus know?

Spite of myself resolved to' obey,
I tear the dear right eye away,
If it my Lord offend;
I bow me to the will Divine,
My life, and more than life resign,
I give Thee back my friend.

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Thy will be done, whate'er it be,
Thy blessed will concerning me
I awfully adore:
If Thou demand my only prop,
I yield, I yield—to give him up,
And see his face no more.

No more; till that thrice welcome day,
When earth and heaven shall pass away
Before Thy glorious face:
We then shall both to Thee repair,
And catch each other in the air,
And fly to Thy embrace.

For this I part with Him below,
Let us but meet above, and know
Each other in the throng,
Partake the heavenly bridal feast,
And sing reclining on Thy breast
The Lamb's eternal song.

University of Virginia Library

CCXI. THE SAME.

Hymn 21.

[Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes]