 | I. |
| II. |
| III. |
| IV. |
| V. |
| VI. |
| VII. |
| VIII. |
| IX. |
| X. |
 | XI. |
|
|
|
|
| I. |
| II. |
| III. |
| IV. |
| V. |
| VI. |
| VII. |
| VIII. |
| IX. |
| X. |
| XI. |
| XII. |
| XIII. |
| XII. |
| XIII. |
 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
TO BE SUNG WHILE AT WORK.
Give we to the Lord above
Blessing, honour, praise, and love;
To the God that loosed our tongue
Sing we an unwonted song.
Blessing, honour, praise, and love;
To the God that loosed our tongue
Sing we an unwonted song.
He to us hath come unsought,
Us hath out of darkness brought;
Darkness such as devils feel,
Issuing from the pit of hell.
Us hath out of darkness brought;
Darkness such as devils feel,
Issuing from the pit of hell.
289
Had He not in mercy spared,
Hell had been our sure reward;
There we had received our hire,
Fuel of eternal fire.
Hell had been our sure reward;
There we had received our hire,
Fuel of eternal fire.
But we now extol His name,
Pluck'd as firebrands from the flame,
Proofs of His unbounded grace,
Monuments of endless praise.
Pluck'd as firebrands from the flame,
Proofs of His unbounded grace,
Monuments of endless praise.
We are now in Jesus found;
With His praise let earth resound,
Tell it out through all her caves,
Jesu's name the sinner saves.
With His praise let earth resound,
Tell it out through all her caves,
Jesu's name the sinner saves.
With His blood He us hath bought;
His we are, who once were not;
Far, as hell from heaven, removed,
He hath call'd us His beloved.
His we are, who once were not;
Far, as hell from heaven, removed,
He hath call'd us His beloved.
Sing we then with one accord
Praises to our loving Lord;
Who the stone to flesh converts,
Let us give Him all our hearts.
Praises to our loving Lord;
Who the stone to flesh converts,
Let us give Him all our hearts.
Harder were they than the rock,
Till they felt His mercy's stroke;
Gushing streams did then arise
From the fountains of our eyes.
Till they felt His mercy's stroke;
Gushing streams did then arise
From the fountains of our eyes.
Never let them cease to flow,
Since we now our Jesus know;
Let us, till we meet above,
Sing, and pray, and weep, and love.
Since we now our Jesus know;
Let us, till we meet above,
Sing, and pray, and weep, and love.
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |