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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
3239.
[Thou Man of affliction and woe]
If we suffer, we shall also reign with Him.
—ii. 12.
Thou Man of affliction and woe,
What is it, to suffer with Thee?
Thy secret I languish to know,
Thy passion and death on the tree:
Thou, Jesus, alone canst explain,
And give me a sense of Thy load:
Ah, show me in darkness and pain
The heart of a crucified God.
What is it, to suffer with Thee?
Thy secret I languish to know,
Thy passion and death on the tree:
Thou, Jesus, alone canst explain,
And give me a sense of Thy load:
Ah, show me in darkness and pain
The heart of a crucified God.
If tempted in death, and forsook,
Thy burden unknowing I bear,
To God with astonishment look,
Nor find a return of my prayer;
Assure me, my anguish is Thine;
This hope to a sinner afford,
And lo, I my spirit resign,
And cheerfully die—with my Lord!
Thy burden unknowing I bear,
To God with astonishment look,
Nor find a return of my prayer;
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This hope to a sinner afford,
And lo, I my spirit resign,
And cheerfully die—with my Lord!
Or let me in sorrow remain,
So Thou my Redeemer art nigh,
Thy marks in my body sustain,
And daily in agonies die:
Fill up Thy afflictions below,
So Thou to my conscience reveal
Thou dost my infirmities know,
My griefs Thou art troubled to feel.
So Thou my Redeemer art nigh,
Thy marks in my body sustain,
And daily in agonies die:
Fill up Thy afflictions below,
So Thou to my conscience reveal
Thou dost my infirmities know,
My griefs Thou art troubled to feel.
Sustain'd by the pity Divine,
That pants in Immanuel's breast,
My sorrow uniting to Thine,
In calm resignation I rest:
Thy word to the members is sure,
The joy is annex'd to the pain:
With Thee to the end I endure,
With Thee I in glory shall reign.
That pants in Immanuel's breast,
My sorrow uniting to Thine,
In calm resignation I rest:
Thy word to the members is sure,
The joy is annex'd to the pain:
With Thee to the end I endure,
With Thee I in glory shall reign.
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