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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
XII.
[Thou Sovereign Good, for whom I groan]
Thou Sovereign Good, for whom I groan,
Till Thou Thy blissful self impart,
Love of a dying God unknown,
Enter and cheer this wretched heart,
And witness with the sprinkled blood
That Thou art Christ, that Thou art God.
Till Thou Thy blissful self impart,
Love of a dying God unknown,
Enter and cheer this wretched heart,
And witness with the sprinkled blood
That Thou art Christ, that Thou art God.
I must by faith behold Thee here,
Or cannot see Thy face above;
Lover of souls, in mine appear,
Be manifest as pardoning Love,
And fill me with the sweet surprise
Snatch'd to my Lord in paradise.
Or cannot see Thy face above;
Lover of souls, in mine appear,
Be manifest as pardoning Love,
And fill me with the sweet surprise
Snatch'd to my Lord in paradise.
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For this a dying life I live,
For this I in a dungeon mourn,
Till Thou the pure affection give,
And then I to Thy arms return,
To Thee conform'd my soul resign,
And plunge in depths of love Divine.
For this I in a dungeon mourn,
Till Thou the pure affection give,
And then I to Thy arms return,
To Thee conform'd my soul resign,
And plunge in depths of love Divine.
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |