1 Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes
Our inmost thoughts perceive,
Accept the evening sacrifice,
Which now to thee we give.
2 We bow before thy gracious throne,
And think ourselves sincere:
But shew us, Lord, is every one
Thy real worshiper?
3 Is here a soul who knows thee not,
Nor feels his want of thee?
A stranger to the blood, which bought
His pardon on the tree?
4 Convince him now of unbelief,
His desperate state explain:
And his fill his heart with sacred grief,
And penitential pain.
5 Speak with that voice, which wakes the dead,
And bid the sleeper rise,
And bid his guilty conscience dread
The death that never dies.
6 Extort the cry, what must be done
To save a wretch like me?
How shall a trembling sinner shun
That endless misery?
7 I must this instant now begin
Out of my sleep to wake;
And turn to God, and every sin
Continually forsake.
8 I must for faith incessant cry,
And wrestle, Lord, with thee:
I must be born again, or die
To all eternity.
Source: A Pocket Hymn Book: designed as a constant companion for the pious, collected from various authors (9th ed.) #HVII
Charles Wesley, M.A. was the great hymn-writer of the Wesley family, perhaps, taking quantity and quality into consideration, the great hymn-writer of all ages. Charles Wesley was the youngest son and 18th child of Samuel and Susanna Wesley, and was born at Epworth Rectory, Dec. 18, 1707. In 1716 he went to Westminster School, being provided with a home and board by his elder brother Samuel, then usher at the school, until 1721, when he was elected King's Scholar, and as such received his board and education free. In 1726 Charles Wesley was elected to a Westminster studentship at Christ Church, Oxford, where he took his degree in 1729, and became a college tutor. In the early part of the same year his religious impressions were much deepene… Go to person page >
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