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Charles Wesley
(1708 - 1788) 8.8.8.8.8.8.8 Stamford 1 Come Holy Ghost all - quickening fire! Come, and and my hallowed heart inspire, Sprinkled with the atoning blood: Now to my soul Thyself reveal; Thy mighty working let me feel, And know that I am born of God. 2. Thy witness with my spirit bear, That God, my God inhabits there, Thou, with the Father and the Son, Eternal light's coeval Beam: - Be Christ in me and I in Him, 'Till perfect we are made in one. 3. When wilt Thou my whole heart subdue? Come, Lord, and form my soul anew. Emptied of pride, and wrath, and hell: Less than the least of all Thy store Of mercies, I myself abhor: All, all my vileness may I feel. 4. Humble, and teachable, and mild, O, may I as little child, My lowly Master's steps pursue! Be anger to my soul unknown; Hate, envy, jealousy, be gone! In love create Thou all things new. 5. Let earth no more my heart divide; With Christ may I be crucified, To thee with my whole soul aspire; Dead to all the world, and all its toys, Its idle pomp, and fading joys, Be Thou alone my one desire! 6. Be Thou; my joy; be Thou my dread; In battle cover Thou my head: Nor earth nor hell I then shall I fear: I then shall turn my steady face, - Want, pain, defy, enjoy disgrace, - Glory in dissolution near. 7. My will be swallowed up in Thee: Light in Thy light still may I see, Beholding Thee with open face; Called the full power of faith to prove, Let all my hallowed heart be love, And all my sinless life be praise. 8. Come Holy Ghost, all - quickening fire! My consecrated heart inspire, Sprinkled with the atoning blood: Still to my soul Thyself reveal; Thy mighty working may I feel, And know that I am one with God! ******* |
