The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
3478.
[Let all the sons of light]
Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is he that, &c.
—xvi. 15.
Let all the sons of light
Expect their Lord to come,
Unlook'd for, in the dead of night,
A sleeping world to doom:
Let all who Jesus know,
To meet their God prepare,
And pass their every hour below
In watching unto prayer.
Expect their Lord to come,
Unlook'd for, in the dead of night,
A sleeping world to doom:
Let all who Jesus know,
To meet their God prepare,
And pass their every hour below
In watching unto prayer.
Long as I watch, I keep
The blessing once bestow'd,
But forfeit, if again I sleep,
The richest grace of God;
Exposed and stripp'd of all
The' apostate's doom I feel,
And from perfection's summit fall
Into the deepest hell.
The blessing once bestow'd,
But forfeit, if again I sleep,
The richest grace of God;
Exposed and stripp'd of all
The' apostate's doom I feel,
And from perfection's summit fall
Into the deepest hell.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||