The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley

O Thou that hast our sorrows borne,
Help us to look on Thee, and mourn,
On Thee whom we have slain,
Have pierced a thousand, thousand times,
And by reiterated crimes
Renew'd Thy mortal pain.

Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see
The Man transfix'd on Calvary,
To know Thee who Thou art,
The one eternal God and true;
And let the sight affect, subdue,
And break my stubborn heart.

My heart all other means defies,
It dares against Thy threatenings rise,
Thy righteous laws disdains;
More harden'd than the fiends below,
With unconcern to hell I go,
And laugh at hellish pains.

Lover of souls, to rescue mine,
Reveal the charity Divine
That suffer'd in my stead,
That made Thy soul a sacrifice,
And quench'd in death those flaming eyes,
And bow'd that sacred head.

The unbelieving veil remove,
And by Thy manifested love,
And by Thy sprinkled blood,
Destroy the love of sin in me,
And get Thyself the victory,
And bring me back to God.

Now by Thy dying love constrain
My heart to love its God again,
Its God to glorify;
And lo, I come Thy cross to share,
Echo Thy sacrificial prayer,
And with my Saviour die.

University of Virginia Library

XIX.

[O Thou that hast our sorrows borne]