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Jesu, The Growing Work Is Thine

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jesu, the growing work is Thine, And who shall hinder its success? In vain the alien armies join Thy glorious Gospel to suppress, And vow, with Satan’s aid, to o’erthrow, The work Thy grace revives below. 2 The wary world, as Julian wise, Wise with the wisdom from beneath, A while its milder malice tries, And lets these mad enthusiasts breathe, Breathe to infect their purest air, And spread the plague of virtue there. 3 Wondering the calm despisers stand, And dream that they the respite give. Restrained by Thine o’erruling hand, They kindly suffer us to live, Live to defy their master’s frown, And turn his kingdom upside down. 4 Still the old dragon bites his chain, Not yet commissioned from on high; Rage the fierce Pharisees in vain; "Away with them," the zealots cry, And hoary Caiaphas exclaims, And Bonner dooms us to the flames. 5 But our great God, who reigns on high, Shall laugh their haughty rage to scorn, Scatter their evil with His eye, Or to His praise their fierceness turn; While all their efforts to remove His Church, shall stablish her in love. 6 Yes, Lord, Thy promise-word is true, Our sacred hairs are numbered all; Though earth and hell our lives pursue, Without Thy leave we cannot fall; And if Thou slack the murderer’s chain, We suffer but with Thee to reign. 7 Our sufferings shall advance Thy cause, And blunt the persecutor’s sword, Dispread the victory of Thy cross, And glorify our conquering Lord. Evil shall work for Sion’s good: Its seed is still the martyr’s blood. Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Hymns and Sacred Poems (Bristol, England, Felix Farley, 1739) Vol. II
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I Call the World's Redeemer Mine

Author: Charles Wesley; John Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 15 hymnals Lyrics: 1. I call the world’s Redeemer mine; He lives who died for me, I know; Who bought my soul with blood divine, Jesus, shall re-appear below, Stand in that dreadful day unknown, And fix on earth His heavenly throne. 2. Then the last judgment-day shall come; And though the worms this skin devour, The Judge shall call me from the tomb, Shall bid the greedy grave restore, And raise this individual me, God in the flesh, my God, to see. 3. In this identic body I, With eyes of flesh refined, restored, Shall see that self-same Savior nigh. See for myself my smiling Lord, See with ineffable delight; Nor faint to hear the glorious sight. 4. Then let the worms demand their prey, The greedy grave my reins consume; With joy I drop my moldering clay, And rest till my Redeemer come; On Christ, my Life, in death rely, Secure that I can never die. Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: Short Hymns, by John & Charles Wesley, 1762
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All Glory to Our Gracious Lord

Author: Charles Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1. All glory to our gracious Lord! His love be by His church adored, His love eternally the same! His love let Aaron’s sons confess, His free and everlasting grace Let all that fear the Lord proclaim. 2. The Lord I now can say is mine, And, confident in strength divine, Nor man, nor fiends, nor flesh I fear, Jesus the Savior takes my part, And keeps the issues of my heart; My helper is for ever near. 3. Righteous I am in Him, and strong, He is become my joyful song, My Savior and salvation too: I triumph through His mighty grace, And pure in heart shall see His face, And rise in Christ a creature new. 4. The voice of joy, and love, and praise, And thanks for His redeeming grace Among the justified is found: With songs that rival those above, With shouts proclaiming Jesu’s love, Both day and night their tents resound. 5. The Lord’s right hand hath wonders wrought Above the reach of human thought, The Lord’s right hand exalted is; We see it still stretched out to save; The power of God in Christ we have, And Jesus is the Prince of peace. 6. Open the gates of righteousness, Receive me into Christ my peace, That I His praises may record; He is the Truth, the Life, the Way, The portal of eternal day, The gate of Heaven is Christ my Lord. 7. Jesus is lifted up on high, Whom man refused and doomed to die, He is become the cornerstone; Head of the church He lives and reigns, His kingdom over all maintains, High on His everlasting throne. 8. The Lord the amazing work hath wrought, Hath from the dead our Shepherd brought, Revived on the third glorious day: This is the day our God hath made, The day for sinners to be glad In Him who bears their sins away. 9. Thee, Lord, with joyful lips we praise, O send us now Thy saving grace, Make this the acceptable hour: Our hearts would now receive Thee in; Enter, and make an end of sin, And bless us with the perfect power. 10. Bless us, that we may call Thee blest, Sent down from Heaven to give us rest, Thy gracious Father to proclaim His sinless nature to impart, In every new, believing heart To manifest His glorious name. 11. God is the Lord that shows us light, Then let us render Him His right, The offerings of a thankful mind; Present our living sacrifice, And to His cross in closest ties With cords of love our spirit bind. 12. Thou art my God, and Thee I praise, Thou art my God, I sing Thy grace. And call mankind to extol Thy name: All glory to our gracious Lord! His name be praised, His love adored, Through all eternity the same! Used With Tune: BROWNWELL Text Sources: See Notes
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"All fullness"

Appears in 64 hymnals First Line: Jesus, thou source of calm repose Lyrics: 1 Jesus, thou source of calm repose, All fullness dwells in thee divine; Our strength to quell the proudest foes; Our light, in deepest gloom to shine; Thou art our fortress, strength, and tower, Our trust and portion, evermore. 2 Jesus, our Comforter thou art; Our rest in toil, our ease in pain; The balm to heal each broken heart, In storms our peace, in loss our gain; Our joy, beneath the worldling's frown; In shame, our glory and our crown;-- 3 In want, our plentiful supply; In weakness, our almighty power; In bonds, our perfect liberty; Our refuge in temptation's hour; Our comfort when in grief and thrall; Our life in death; our all in all. Used With Tune: BROWNELL

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