The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley

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.

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.

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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.

University of Virginia Library

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[Thou Sovereign Good, for whom I groan]