The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley

Reflecting on Thy wondrous ways,
Thy dealings, Lord, with me,
Unnumber'd miracles of grace
Throughout my life I see:
From all the rage of fiends and men
Escaped I knew not how,
I own'd not my Deliverer then,
But praise Thy goodness now.

Those steps I never should have took,
(As now I understand)
Unless Thou hadst my soul awoke,
And led me by the hand:
The dangers that I could not shun
Were hidden from my view,
And frightful obstacles unknown
Which Thou hast brought me through.

What but Thy grace that went before
Could earth and hell control,
And open every iron door,
And save my captive soul?

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I now my great Redeemer bless,
And taste my liberty,
And all the glory of Thy grace
With joy ascribe to Thee.

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[Reflecting on Thy wondrous ways]