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Yield to Me Now, for I am Weak

Hymnal: Waves of Glory #210 (1905) First Line: Yield not to me now, for I am weak Languages: English

Yield to me now, for I am weak

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #432 (1873) Lyrics: 1 Yield to me now, for I am weak, But confident in self-despair; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak: Be conquered by my instant prayer: Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, And tell me if thy name be Love. 2 'Tis Love! 'tis Love! thou diedst for me; I hear thy whisper in my heart; The morning breaks, the shadows flee; Pure, universal Love thou art: To me, to all, thy bowels move-- Thy nature and thy name is Love. 3 My prayer hath power with God; the grace Unspeakable I now receive; Through faith I see thee face to face; I see thee face to face, and live! In vain I have not wept and strove; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 4 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art-- Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend: Nor wilt thou with the night depart, But stay and love me to the end: Thy mercies never shall remove; Thy nature and thy name is Love. Topics: The Christian System Justification By Faith; Wrestling Jacob:--I will not Let thee Go Third Part Scripture: Song of Solomon 2:17

Wrestling Jacob--Part II

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians #233 (1803) First Line: Yield to me now, for I am weak Lyrics: 1 Yield to me now, for I am weak; But confident in self despair! Speak to my heart, in blessings speak, Be conquer'd by my instant prayer; Speak, or thou never hence shall move, And tell me if thy name is love. 2 'Tis love, 'tis love! thou diedst for me; I hear thee wisper in my heart; The morning breaks, the shadows flee; Pure universal love thou art: To me, to all, thy bowels move, thy nature and thy name is love. 3 My prayer hath power with God, the grace Unspeakable I now receive; Thro' faint I see thee face to face, I see thee face to face, and live! In vain I have not wept and strove, Thy nature and thy name is love. 4 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, Jesus, the feeble sinner's friend; Nor wilt thou with the night depart, But stay, and love me to the end, Thy mercies never shall remove, Thy nature and thy name is love. 5 The Sun of Righteousness on me Hath rose, with healing in his wings; Wither'd my nature's strength, from thee My soul its life and succour brings; My help is all laid up above, Thy nature and thy name is love. 6 Contented now, upon my thigh, I halt 'till life's short journey end; All helplessness, all weakness, On thee alone for strength depend; Nor have I power from thee to move; Thy nature and thy name is love. 8 Lame as I am, I take the prey, Hell, earth and sin, with ease o'ercome; I leap for joy, pursue my way, And as a bounding hart fly home, Through all eternity to prove, Thy nature and thy name is love. Languages: English