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Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to God alone; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries it shall be done.
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Love divine, all loves excelling,Joy of heaven to earth come down,Fix in us thy humble dwelling,All thy faithful mercies crown;Jesu, thou art all compassion,Pure unbounded love thou art,Visit us with thy salvation,Enter every trembling heart.
Charles Wesley
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God buries His workmen but carries on His work.
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God is gone up on high with a triumphant noise.
Charles Wesley -
Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us thy humble home; Rise, the woman's conquering Seed, Bruise in us the serpent's head. . . . Adam's likeness, Lord, efface; Stamp thine image in its place. Second Adam from above, Reinstate us in thy love.
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One family - we dwell in Him,One church above, beneath,Though now divided by the stream,The narrow stream of death.
Charles Wesley -
Hail the heavenly Prince of Peace! Hail the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings. Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die, Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth.
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Jesus, lover of my soul,let me to Thy bosom fly,While the nearer waters roll,while the tempest still is high.Hide me, O my Savior, hide,till the storm of life is past;Safe into the haven guide;O receive my soul at last.
Charles Wesley
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And can it be, that I should gainAn Int'rest in the Saviour’s blood!Dy'd He for Me? -- who caus'd his Pain!For Me? -- who him to Death pursu'd!Amazing Love! how can it beThat Thou, my GOD shouldst die for Me?
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Other refuge have I none;Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;Leave, ah, leave me not alone,Still support and comfort me!All my trust on Thee is stayed,All my help from Thee I bring;Cover my defenseless headWith the shadow of Thy wing.
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'Hark how all the welkin rings,,'Glory to the Kings of kings;Peace on earth and mercy mild,God and sinners reconciled!'Joyful, all ye nations, rise.Join the triumph of the skies.Universal nature say'Christ is born today!'
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'CHRIST the LORD is ris'n To-day,'Sons of Men and Angels say,Raise your Joys and Triumphs high,Sing ye Heav'ns, and Earth reply.
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Depth of mercy! - can there beMercy still reserved for me?Can my God His wrath forbear?Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
Charles Wesley