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The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley

Wesley, Charles (1707-1788)

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VOLUME I.
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VOLUME II.
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VOLUME III.
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VOLUME IV.
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VOLUME V.
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VOLUME VI.
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VOLUME VII.
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HYMNS FOR THE USE OF FAMILIES, AND ON VARIOUS OCCASIONS. By CHARLES WESLEY, M.A., Late Student of Christ-Church.
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FOR THE MASTER.—1 Chron. xvi. 45.
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FOR THE FAMILY.
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FOR THE EVENING.
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FOR SUNDAY.
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FOR THE EVENING.
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FOR THE EVENING.
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FOR THE MASTER.
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FOR A FAMILY OF BELIEVERS.
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Occasional Hymns.
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FOR A WOMAN NEAR THE TIME OF HER TRAVAIL.
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FOR A WOMAN IN TRAVAIL.
 LIX. 
LIX. THANKSGIVING FOR HER SAFE DELIVERY.
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HYMN FOR A NEW-BORN CHILD.
 LXII. 
LXII. AT THE BAPTISM OF A CHILD.
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HYMNS FOR PARENTS.
 LXIII. 
LXIII.
 LXIV. 
LXIV.
 LXV. 
LXV.
 LXVI. 
LXVI.
 LXVII. 
LXVII.
 LXVIII. 
LXVIII.
 LXIX. 
LXIX. THE MOTHER'S HYMN.
 LXX. 
LXX. ANOTHER.
 LXXI. 
LXXI. FOR A SICK CHILD.
 LXXII. 
LXXII. ON HER DEATH.
 LXXIII. 
LXXIII. FOR A CHILD IN THE SMALL-POX.
 LXXIV. 
LXXIV. THANKSGIVING FOR HIS RECOVERY.
 LXXV. 
LXXV. ANOTHER.
 LXXVI. 
LXXVI. FOR A CHILD CUTTING HIS TEETH.
 LXXVII. 
LXXVII. ON SENDING A CHILD TO THE BOARDING-SCHOOL.
 LXXVIII. 
LXXVIII. A MOTHER'S ACT OF RESIGNATION ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD.
 LXXIX. 
LXXIX. THANKSGIVING AFTER RECOVERY FROM THE SMALL-POX.
 LXXX. 
LXXX. ANOTHER.
 LXXXI. 
LXXXI. OBLATION OF A SICK FRIEND.
 LXXXII. 
LXXXII. ANOTHER.
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FOR ONE VISITED WITH SICKNESS.
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FOR THE MORNING.
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PRAYERS FOR A SICK CHILD.
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CII. THANKSGIVING FOR HIS RECOVERY.
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CIII. ANOTHER.
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FOR A SICK CHILD RELAPSED.
 CVI. 
CVI. FOR SLEEP.
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ON HIS RECOVERY.
 CIX. 
CIX. HYMN FOR A CHILD ON HIS BIRTHDAY.
 CX. 
CX. A FATHER'S PRAYER FOR HIS SON.
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ON GOING TO A NEW HABITATION.
 CXVII. 
CXVII. FOR A WOMAN IN THE BEGINNING OF HER TRAVAIL.
 CXVIII. 
CXVIII. FOR THE SAME IN TRAVAIL.
 CXIX. 
CXIX. AFTER HER DELIVERY.
 CXX. 
CXX. ANOTHER.
 CXXI. 
CXXI. ANOTHER.
 CXXII. 
CXXII. FOR A SICK CHILD.
 CXXIII. 
CXXIII. FOR A SICK FRIEND.
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CXXIV. THE COLLIER'S HYMN.
 CXXV. 
CXXV. THE YOUNG MAN'S HYMN.
 CXXVI. 
CXXVI. THE MAIDEN'S HYMN.
 CXXVII. 
CXXVII. FOR AN UNCONVERTED HUSBAND.
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CXXVIII. FOR A PERSECUTING HUSBAND.
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CXXIX. FOR AN UNCONVERTED WIFE.
 CXXX. 
CXXX. FOR AN UNDUTIFUL SON.
 CXXXI. 
CXXXI. FOR UNCONVERTED RELATIONS.
 CXXXII. 
CXXXII. FOR A FAMILY IN WANT.
 CXXXIII. 
CXXXIII. BEFORE WORK.
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THE MASTER'S HYMN.
 CXXXVIII. 
CXXXVIII. HYMN FOR THE HEAD OF AN UNCONVERTED FAMILY.
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THE SERVANT'S HYMN.
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CXLV. A PARENT'S PRAYER.
 CXLVI. 
CXLVI. TO BE SUNG AT THE TEA-TABLE.
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CXLVII. MORNING HYMN.
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CXLVIII. FOR ONE RETIRED INTO THE COUNTRY.
 CXLIX. 
CXLIX. ANOTHER.
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WRITTEN IN UNCERTAINTY.
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HYMNS FOR LOVE.
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CLXIII. A WEDDING SONG.
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CLXIV. ANOTHER.
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CLXV. ON THE BIRTHDAY OF A FRIEND.
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CLXVI. GLORIA PATRI, &c.
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HYMNS ON THE TRINITY.
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PREPARATION FOR DEATH, IN SEVERAL HYMNS.
  
AN ELEGY ON THE LATE REVEREND George Whitefield, M.A.,
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VOLUME VIII.
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VOLUME IX.
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VOLUME X.
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VOLUME XI.
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VOLUME XII.
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VOLUME XIII.

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107

TRUE PRAISE.

From the same.

When first my feeble verse essay'd
Of heavenly joys to sing,
Fancy was summon'd to my aid
Her choicest stores to bring.
With studied words each rising thought
I deck'd, with nicest art,
And shining metaphors I sought
To burnish every part.
Thousands of notions swift did run,
And fill'd my labouring head;
I blotted oft what I begun,—
This was too flat, that dead.
To clothe the sun, no dress too fine
I thought, no words too gay;
Much less the realms that glorious shine
In one eternal day.
Meanwhile I whispering heard a Friend,
“Why all this vain pretence?
Love has a sweetness ready penn'd;
Take that, and save expense.”
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