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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
HYMN LXXV.
PART II.
[Let the potsherds of the earth]
Let the potsherds of the earth
Boast their virtue, beauty, birth;
A poor, guilty worm I am,
Ransom'd by the bleeding Lamb.
Boast their virtue, beauty, birth;
A poor, guilty worm I am,
Ransom'd by the bleeding Lamb.
Jesus, this be all my boast,
Thou hast saved a sinner lost;
Thou hast spill'd Thy sacred blood,
Me to make a child of God.
Thou hast saved a sinner lost;
Thou hast spill'd Thy sacred blood,
Me to make a child of God.
What a glorious title this,
Title to eternal bliss!
Thou for me Thy life hast given,
Me to make an heir of heaven.
Title to eternal bliss!
Thou for me Thy life hast given,
Me to make an heir of heaven.
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O enlarge my scanty thought
To conceive what Thou hast wrought;
Raise my grovelling spirit up
To my heavenly calling's hope.
To conceive what Thou hast wrought;
Raise my grovelling spirit up
To my heavenly calling's hope.
Greaten my contracted mind,
Saviour Thou of all mankind:
What in man Thy grace could move?
O the riches of Thy love!
Saviour Thou of all mankind:
What in man Thy grace could move?
O the riches of Thy love!
Let Thy love possess me whole,
Let it take up all my soul;
True magnificence impart,
Purify and fill my heart.
Let it take up all my soul;
True magnificence impart,
Purify and fill my heart.
I despise all earthly things,
Offspring to the King of kings;
God I for my Father claim,
Jesus is my Brother's name.
Offspring to the King of kings;
God I for my Father claim,
Jesus is my Brother's name.
Heaven is mine inheritance,
I shall soon remove from hence,
As the stars in glory shine:
Christ, and God, and all is mine!
I shall soon remove from hence,
As the stars in glory shine:
Christ, and God, and all is mine!
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |