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 | CHAPTER XIX. The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
2823.
[Jesus the woman's conquering Seed]
The evil spirit...said, Jesus I know, and, &c.
—xix. 15.
Jesus the woman's conquering Seed
He knew, the Bruiser of his head,
Who hurl'd the' archangel from his throne,
Who cast the foe as lightning down;
And bruises now beneath our feet
And drives him to the burning pit.
He knew, the Bruiser of his head,
Who hurl'd the' archangel from his throne,
Who cast the foe as lightning down;
And bruises now beneath our feet
And drives him to the burning pit.
He knew the' apostle too, endued
With power from the Incarnate God,
Arm'd with his Lord's authority
To set the thralls of Satan free,
To blast the dire destroyer's aim,
And cast him out in Jesus' name.
With power from the Incarnate God,
Arm'd with his Lord's authority
To set the thralls of Satan free,
To blast the dire destroyer's aim,
And cast him out in Jesus' name.
But who are ye, or whence your power,
A church that Antichrist adore,
Yet over the demoniac call
The names of Jesus and of Paul,
And still to cast him out pretend
By water sprinkled on the fiend?
A church that Antichrist adore,
Yet over the demoniac call
The names of Jesus and of Paul,
And still to cast him out pretend
By water sprinkled on the fiend?
The stubborn fiend will not give place
To all the Babylonish race,
Their unintelligible spells,
And charms, and lying miracles;
Nor can he Rome's exorcists fear,
Or fly from his own successor.
To all the Babylonish race,
Their unintelligible spells,
And charms, and lying miracles;
Nor can he Rome's exorcists fear,
Or fly from his own successor.
| CHAPTER XIX. The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |