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Let the World Their Virtue Boast

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3679 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 Lyrics: 1. Let the world their virtue boast, Their works of righteousness, I, a wretch undone and lost, Am freely saved by grace; Other title I disclaim; This, only this, is all my plea: I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 2. I, like Gideon’s fleece, am found Unwatered still, and dry, While the dew on all around, Falls plenteous from the sky; Yet my Lord I cannot blame, The Savior’s grace for all is free: I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 3. Surely He will lift me up, For I of Him have need; I cannot give up my hope, Though I am cold and dead; To bring fire on earth He came; O that it now might kindled be! I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 4. Jesus, Thou for me hast died, And Thou in me wilt live; I shall feel Thy death applied, I shall Thy life receive; Yet, when melted in the flame Of love, this shall be all my plea: I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. Languages: English Tune Title: SHERBOURNE

Elevation

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Small Church Music #6280 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 First Line: Good Thou art, and good Thou dost Tune Title: ELEVATION (KENT)

Thou, the Great, Eternal God

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #6691 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 Lyrics: 1. Thou, the great, eternal God, Art high above our thought! Worthy to be feared, adored, By all Thy hands have wrought: None can with Thyself compare; Thy glory fills both earth and sky; We, and all thy creatures, are As nothing in Thine eyes. 2. Of Thy great unbounded power To Thee the praise we give, Infinitely great, and more Than heart can e’er conceive: When Thou wilt to work proceed, Thy purpose firm none can withstand, Frustrate the determined deed, Or stay the almighty hand. 3. Thou, our God, art wise alone; Thy counsel doth excel; Wonderful Thy works we own, Thy ways unsearchable; Who can sound the mystery, Thy judgments’ deep abyss explain, Thine, whose eyes in darkness see, And search the heart of man? Languages: English Tune Title: GILEAD (Toronto)

God Of My Salvation, Hear

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11503 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 Lyrics: 1 God of my salvation, hear And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near Thy blessing to receive; Full of guilt, alas! I am, But to Thy wounds for refuge flee; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 2 Standing now as newly slain, To Thee I lift mine eye, Balm of all my grief and pain, Thy blood is always nigh; Now as yesterday the same Thou art, and wilt for ever be; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 3 Full of truth and grace Thou art, And here is all my hope; False and foul as hell my heart To Thee I offer up; Thou wast given to redeem My soul from all iniquity; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 4 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, Nor can Thy grace procure; Empty send me not away, For I, Thou know’st, am poor; Dust and ashes is my name, My all is sin and misery; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 5 Without money, without price. I come Thy love to buy; From myself I turn my eyes, The chief of sinners I; Take, O take me as I am, And let me lose myself in Thee; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 6 No good work, or word, or thought Bring I to gain Thy grace; Pardon I accept unbought, Thy proffer I embrace; Coming as at first I came To take, and not bestow on Thee; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 7 Jesu, unto Thee my sin I quietly confess, Till Thy blood shall wash me clean From all unrighteousness; From the slightest touch of blame My spirit, soul, and body free; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 8 Savior, from Thy wounded side I never will depart; Here will I my spirit hide When I am pure in heart; Till my place above I claim This only shall be all my plea: Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. Languages: English Tune Title: FAITH

Lo! I Come With Joy To Do

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11504 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Lo! I come with joy to do The Master’s blessèd will, Him in outward works pursue, And serve His pleasure still; Faithful to my Lord’s commands, I still would choose the better part: Serve with careful Martha’s hands, And humble Mary’s heart. 2 Careful, without care I am, Nor feel my happy toil, Kept in peace by Jesu’s name, Supported by His smile; Joyful thus my faith to show, I find His service my reward; Every work I do below, I do it to the Lord. 3 Thou, O Lord, in tender love Dost all my burdens bear, Lift my heart to things above, And fix it ever there: Calm on tumult’s wheel I sit, ’Midst busy multitudes, alone, Sweetly waiting at Thy feet, Till all Thy will be done. 4 To the desert, or the cell, Let others blindly fly, In this evil world I dwell, Unhurt, unspotted, I: Here I find a house of prayer, To which I inwardly retire, Walking unconcerned in care, And unconsumed in fire. 5 Thou, O Lord, my portion art, Before I hence remove! Now my treasure and my heart Are all laid up above; Far above these earthly things (While yet my hands are here employed) Sees my soul the King of kings And freely talks with God. 6 O that all the art might know, Of living thus to Thee: Find their Heav’n begun below, And here Thy goodness see: Walk in all the works prepared By Thee to exercise their grace, Till they gain their full reward, And see Thy glorious face. Languages: English Tune Title: LLANGEITHO

To The Haven Of Thy Breast

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11508 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 Lyrics: 1 To the haven of Thy breast, O Son of Man, I fly; Be my refuge and my rest, For oh! the storm is high; Save me from the furious blast, A covert from the tempest be, Hide me, Jesu, till o’erpast The storm of sin I see. 2 Welcome as the water-spring To a dry, barren place, O descend on me, and bring Thy sweet refreshing grace; O’er a parched and weary land As a great rock extends its shade, Hide me, Savior, with Thy hand, And screen my naked head. 3 In the time of my distress Thou hast my succor been, In my utter helplessness Restraining me from sin; O how swiftly didst Thou move To save me in the trying hour! Still protect me with Thy love, And shield me with Thy power. 4 First, and last in me perform The work Thou hast begun; Be my shelter from the storm, My shadow from the sun; Sprinkle still the mercy-seat, And bring Thy Father’s anger down; Screen me, Jesu, from the heat, And terror of His frown. 5 Let Thy merit as a cloud Still interpose between, Plead th’atonement of Thy blood Till I am cleansed from sin; Weary, parched with thirst and faint Till Thou th’abiding Spirit breathe, Every moment, Lord, I want The merit of Thy death. 6 Never shall I want it less Till Thou the gift hast given, Filled me with Thy righteousness, And sealed the heir of Heaven; I shall hang upon my God, Till I Thy perfect glory see, Till the sprinkling of Thy blood Shall speak me up to Thee. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. DOROTHEA

Vain, Delusive World, Adieu

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12928 Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.8.7.6 Lyrics: 1 Vain, delusive world, adieu, With all of creature good; Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with His blood; All thy pleasures I forego; I trample on thy wealth and pride; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 2 Other knowledge I disdain, ’Tis all but vanity; Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, He tasted death for me: Me to save from endless woe The sin atoning Victim died; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 3 Here will I set up my rest; My fluctuating heart From the haven of His breast Shall nevermore depart; Whither should a sinner go? His wounds for me stand open wide; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 4 Him to know is life and peace, And pleasure without end; This is all my happiness, On Jesus to depend; Daily in His grace to grow, And ever in His faith abide; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 5 O that I could all invite, This saving truth to prove; Show the length, the breadth, the height, And depth of Jesus’ love! Fain I would to sinners show The blood by faith alone applied; Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. Languages: English Tune Title: ROCKPORT