The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
IV.
[Justly by man condemn'd to die]
Justly by man condemn'd to die,
Jesus, the desperate sinner's Friend,
Out of the deep regard our cry,
And O! let hope be in our end.
Jesus, the desperate sinner's Friend,
Out of the deep regard our cry,
And O! let hope be in our end.
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Suffering for ills which we have done,
The martyr's joy shall we require?
No: but we still for mercy groan,
And hope in final peace to' expire.
The martyr's joy shall we require?
No: but we still for mercy groan,
And hope in final peace to' expire.
Before we gasp our latest breath,
Before we these vile bodies leave,
Remembering Thy own precious death,
Saviour, our parting souls receive.
Before we these vile bodies leave,
Remembering Thy own precious death,
Saviour, our parting souls receive.
Pluck us as brands out of the flame,
And wash'd in Thy atoning blood,
And saved through Thy almighty name,
Present our ransom'd souls to God.
And wash'd in Thy atoning blood,
And saved through Thy almighty name,
Present our ransom'd souls to God.
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