 | CHAPTER XVI. The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
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[Who doth indeed believe]
Jesus answered them, Do ye now believe? &c.
—xvi. 31, 32.
Who doth indeed believe
And now in Christ stands fast,
May fondly his own soul deceive,
And dream the danger pass'd;
May ignorantly think
He now has conquer'd all,
And boast secure on ruin's brink,
That he can never fall.
And now in Christ stands fast,
May fondly his own soul deceive,
And dream the danger pass'd;
May ignorantly think
He now has conquer'd all,
And boast secure on ruin's brink,
That he can never fall.
His consolation sweet
If Christ bestows on me,
It makes me ready to forget
My own infirmity;
Unless my Saviour near
A second grace impart,
And give me constantly to fear
This base unfaithful heart.
If Christ bestows on me,
It makes me ready to forget
My own infirmity;
Unless my Saviour near
A second grace impart,
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This base unfaithful heart.
Ungrateful as I am
Thy favours I receive,
But call'd to suffer for Thy name
My gracious Master leave:
I dread to drink Thy cup,
When shame and pain are nigh,
Refuse to take Thy burden up,
And on Thy cross to die.
Thy favours I receive,
But call'd to suffer for Thy name
My gracious Master leave:
I dread to drink Thy cup,
When shame and pain are nigh,
Refuse to take Thy burden up,
And on Thy cross to die.
Rejecting Thy distress
I oft have Thee forsook:
But all my past unfaithfulness
Thou on Thyself hast took,
Hast bought for me the power,
The humble constancy,
To stand in every future hour
And live, and die with Thee.
I oft have Thee forsook:
But all my past unfaithfulness
Thou on Thyself hast took,
Hast bought for me the power,
The humble constancy,
To stand in every future hour
And live, and die with Thee.
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