The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley

Give sentence, Lord, with me;
For I have injured none,
But walk'd in my integrity,
And good for evil done.
Thou know'st mine innocence,
And labour to maintain
A conscience void of all offence
Towards every soul of man.

Yet not in this I trust,
But in the living God,
Who died and rose, to make me just
By sprinkling me with blood.
Herein do I confide,
Herein I rest secure;
My feeble steps shall never slide,
But stand in Jesus sure.

Examine me, O Lord,
And try my heart and reins;
Prove, and discover by Thy word
Whate'er of sin remains.
I see Thy pardoning love.
And in the truth abide,
Till all the truth in Thee I prove.
For ever sanctified.

For this I have forsook
The false dissembling race,
From all their vain engagements broke,
And hated all their ways.
I wash my hands and heart
In innocence Divine;
My righteousness, O Lord, Thou art,
For all my sins were Thine.

Cleansed by the sacred blood,
I to Thine altar go,
In songs to spread Thy name abroad,
And all Thy wonders show.
Lord, I have loved the place
Where Thou record'st Thy name,
And by the channels of Thy grace
For ever found I am.

Through Thee resolved I am
Mine innocence to keep;
Uphold me by Thy saving name,
And I shall never slip.
O that I in Thy blood
May full redemption have!
Renew me, Thou all-gracious God,
And to the utmost save.

Here on Thy promise, Lord,
My foot of faith stands sure;
Thee will I with Thy saints record,
Till Thou hast made me pure.
Then will I bless Thy name,
Till, join'd to those above,
The length, and breadth, and height proclaim,
And depth, of Jesu's love.

University of Virginia Library

PSALM XXVI.

[Give sentence, Lord, with me]