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The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
HYMN LXXII.
PART I.
[Gentle Jesus, meek and mild]
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild,
Look upon a little child;
Pity my simplicity,
Suffer me to come to Thee.
Look upon a little child;
Pity my simplicity,
Suffer me to come to Thee.
Fain I would to Thee be brought;
Dearest God, forbid it not;
Give me, dearest God, a place
In the kingdom of Thy grace.
Dearest God, forbid it not;
Give me, dearest God, a place
In the kingdom of Thy grace.
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Put Thy hands upon my head;
Let me in Thine arms be stay'd;
Let me lean upon Thy breast;
Lull me, lull me, Lord, to rest.
Let me in Thine arms be stay'd;
Let me lean upon Thy breast;
Lull me, lull me, Lord, to rest.
Hold me fast in Thine embrace,
Let me see Thy smiling face;
Give me, Lord, Thy blessing give;
Pray for me, and I shall live:
Let me see Thy smiling face;
Give me, Lord, Thy blessing give;
Pray for me, and I shall live:
I shall live the simple life,
Free from sin's uneasy strife;
Sweetly ignorant of ill,
Innocent and happy still.
Free from sin's uneasy strife;
Sweetly ignorant of ill,
Innocent and happy still.
O that I may never know
What the wicked people do!
Sin is contrary to Thee,
Sin is the forbidden tree.
What the wicked people do!
Sin is contrary to Thee,
Sin is the forbidden tree.
Keep me from the great offence,
Guard my helpless innocence;
Hide me, from all evil hide,
Self, and stubbornness, and pride.
Guard my helpless innocence;
Hide me, from all evil hide,
Self, and stubbornness, and pride.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||