 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
ANOTHER.
[Son of God, if Thy free grace]
Son of God, if Thy free grace
Again hath raised me up,
Call'd me still to seek Thy face,
And gave me back my hope:
Still Thy gracious help afford,
And all Thy lovingkindness show;
Keep me, keep me, dearest Lord,
And never let me go.
Again hath raised me up,
Call'd me still to seek Thy face,
And gave me back my hope:
Still Thy gracious help afford,
And all Thy lovingkindness show;
Keep me, keep me, dearest Lord,
And never let me go.
Feebly if I now begin
After my fall to rise,
Save me from my bosom sin,
My worst of enemies;
Let me fully be restored,
And cause me all Thy power to know;
Keep me, keep me, &c.
After my fall to rise,
Save me from my bosom sin,
My worst of enemies;
Let me fully be restored,
And cause me all Thy power to know;
Keep me, keep me, &c.
By me, O my Saviour, stand
In sore temptation's hour;
Save me with Thine outstretch'd hand,
And show forth all Thy power:
O, be mindful of Thy word,
Thine all-sufficient grace bestow;
Keep me, keep me, &c.
In sore temptation's hour;
Save me with Thine outstretch'd hand,
And show forth all Thy power:
O, be mindful of Thy word,
Thine all-sufficient grace bestow;
Keep me, keep me, &c.
Give me, Lord, a holy fear,
And fix it in my heart,
That I may from evil near
With timely care depart:
Sin be more than hell abhorr'd,
Till Thou destroy the tyrant foe;
Keep me, keep me, &c.
And fix it in my heart,
That I may from evil near
With timely care depart:
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Till Thou destroy the tyrant foe;
Keep me, keep me, &c.
Never let me leave Thy breast,
From Thee, my Saviour, stray;
Thou art my Support, and Rest,
My true and living Way;
My exceeding great Reward,
In heaven above, and earth below:
Keep me, keep me, &c.
From Thee, my Saviour, stray;
Thou art my Support, and Rest,
My true and living Way;
My exceeding great Reward,
In heaven above, and earth below:
Keep me, keep me, &c.
Never let me go, till I,
Upborne on wings of love,
Gain the regions of the sky,
And take my seat above;
See Thee by all heaven adored,
And all Thy glorious fulness know:
Keep me, keep me, dearest Lord,
And never let me go.
Upborne on wings of love,
Gain the regions of the sky,
And take my seat above;
See Thee by all heaven adored,
And all Thy glorious fulness know:
Keep me, keep me, dearest Lord,
And never let me go.
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