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Jesus Of Nazareth, Look Down

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 Jesus of Nazareth, look down On those Thou call’st Thy flesh and bone, Thy suffering members here; Arise, in their defense arise, And now, in all the heathens’ eyes, Be their protector near. [originally, "On Israel’s part appear."] 2 Thy weakest confessors defend, And let them on Thyself depend, For help in their distress: Support, confirm the feeble mind, And keep them all on Thee reclined, And keep in perfect peace. 3 Let none forsake the fold and fly, Let none thro’ fear their Lord deny, But stand the fiery hour; The greatness of Thy mercy prove, The truth of Thy redeeming love, And all sufficient power. 4 Let none unwarily give place To Satan, with his angel face, And yield their souls to sell; To sell their conscience, and their God, Or weary leave the narrow road, And go for ease—to hell. 5 Still may they on the world look down, Superior to its smile and frown, Its threats and promises; The tempter tread beneath their feet, And Thee, where Satan keeps his seat, In life, and death confess. 6 O, Savior, now their fears remove, The sense of Thy redeeming love Abundantly impart, To all whose sacred love we feel; The prayer of faith this moment seal On every panting heart. Used With Tune: HABAKKUK Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems, Vol. 2, 1749

O glorious hope of perfect love!

Author: Charles Wesley Appears in 222 hymnals Used With Tune: HABAKKUK

But can it be that I should prove

Author: Charles Wesley Appears in 41 hymnals Used With Tune: HABAKKUK

Come On, My Partners in Distress

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 239 hymnals Lyrics: 1. Come on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond the vale of tears, To that celestial hill. 2. Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that happy place, The saints’ secure abode; On faith’s strong eagle pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God. 3. See where the Lamb in glory stands, Encircled with His radiant bands, And join the angelic powers. For all that height of glorious bliss, Our everlasting portion is, And all that Heaven is ours. 4. Who suffer with our Master here, We shall before His face appear And by His side sit down; To patient faith the prize is sure, And all that to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown. 5. Thrice blessèd, bliss-inspiring hope! It lifts the fainting spirits up, It brings to life the dead; Our conflicts here shall soon be past, And you and I ascend at last, Triumphant with our Head. 6. That great mysterious Deity We soon with open face shall see; The beatific sight Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze Of everlasting light. 7. The Father shining on His throne, The glorious co-eternal Son, The Spirit one and seven, Conspire our rapture to complete; And lo! we fall before His feet, And silence heightens Heaven. 8. In hope of that ecstatic pause, Jesus, we now sustain Thy cross, And at Thy footstool fall, ’Till Thou our hidden life reveal, ’Till Thou our ravished spirits fill, And God is all in all. Used With Tune: HABAKKUK Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1749

How Vain, Great God

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.6 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: How vain, great God, and worse than vain Lyrics: 1 How vain, great God, and worse than vain, How sinful our pretended pain In this our evil day! Unless we to our Smiter turn, The cause of all our evils mourn, And cast our sins away. 2 ’Gainst vice we partially declaim, With undiscerning censure blame Our nation’s wickedness: But O! The sin that loudest cries For all the vengeance of the skies, We never once confess. 3 O might we from our hearts repent Of scorning Him Thy pity sent To heal our sin and grief! Assist us through Thy Spirit’s power, To own, and feelingly deplore Our damning unbelief. 4 Convince the wretches who deny Their Lord, that stooped for them to die, Who triumph in His pain, Who trample on His precious blood, And hate, and scoff the dying God, And crucify again. 5 Confound the misbelieving pride Of those that impiously divide Thy dearest Son and Thee, Who will not Him Thine equal own, But madly threaten to dethrone The filial Deity. 6 And O! Almighty Son of God, Into the blind self righteous crowd Thy sharpest arrows dart; The men who infidels condemn, Nor ever knew themselves the same, Mere infidels in heart. 7 A formal self deceiving race, Who mock the counsel of Thy grace, The sense of sins forgiven, The power of godliness explode, The witness, and the peace of God, And faith that leads to Heaven. 8 Forgive us, Lord, for such we were, And all our guilty brethren spare, Our unbelief reprove, Give us that root of sins to own, And make our wounded spirits groan Beneath their want of love. 9 Let all the faithless nation cry, Redeem us, Savior, or we die, A second death to feel: O Jesus, Thine only name and blood Can save us from the wrath of God, Can ransom us from hell. 10 On Thee our dying souls we cast, Our dying souls receive at last, And in Thy arms embrace, To triumph in Thy pardoning love, And sing with all the saved above Thine everlasting praise. Used With Tune: HABAKKUK Text Sources: Hymns Occasioned by the Earthquake, March 8, 1750 Part 2 (London: Strahan, 1750)