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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
HYMN LXVI. BEFORE, OR IN, THEIR WORK.
Let heathenish boys
In their pastimes rejoice,
And be foolishly happy at play;
Overstock'd if they are,
We have nothing to spare,
Not a moment to trifle away.
In their pastimes rejoice,
And be foolishly happy at play;
Overstock'd if they are,
We have nothing to spare,
Not a moment to trifle away.
Our minds to unbend,
We need not offend,
Or our Saviour by idleness grieve:
Whatsoever we do,
Our end is in view,
And to Jesus's glory we live.
We need not offend,
Or our Saviour by idleness grieve:
Whatsoever we do,
Our end is in view,
And to Jesus's glory we live.
Recreation of mind
We in exercise find,
And our bodily strength is renew'd:
New employment is ease,
And our pleasure to please,
By our labour, a merciful God.
We in exercise find,
And our bodily strength is renew'd:
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And our pleasure to please,
By our labour, a merciful God.
Our hearts and our hands
He justly demands,
And both to our Lord we resign;
Overpaid, if He smile
On our innocent toil,
And accept as a service Divine.
He justly demands,
And both to our Lord we resign;
Overpaid, if He smile
On our innocent toil,
And accept as a service Divine.
In our useful employ
We His blessing enjoy,
Whether clearing or digging the ground;
With songs we proclaim
Our Immanuel's name,
And our angels attend to the sound.
We His blessing enjoy,
Whether clearing or digging the ground;
With songs we proclaim
Our Immanuel's name,
And our angels attend to the sound.
The meadow and field
True pleasure do yield,
When to either with Jesus we go;
Or a paradise find,
Like the head of mankind,
And our pains on a garden bestow.
True pleasure do yield,
When to either with Jesus we go;
Or a paradise find,
Like the head of mankind,
And our pains on a garden bestow.
Howsoever employ'd,
In the presence of God,
We our forfeited Eden regain;
And delightfully rise
To our Lord in the skies,
In His fulness of glory to reign.
In the presence of God,
We our forfeited Eden regain;
And delightfully rise
To our Lord in the skies,
In His fulness of glory to reign.
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |