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Jesus, The Cause Belongs To Thee

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9981 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Jesus, the cause belongs to Thee, When men against Thy Gospel rise; And now Thou dost their threatenings see; Thou canst disperse them with Thine eyes: Our foes and we are in Thy hand, Who sittest on the righteous throne: And let Thine awful counsel stand, And let Thy sovereign will be done. Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE
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Master, We Call To Mind thy Work

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11456 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Master, we call to mind Thy Word Lyrics: 1 Master, we call to mind Thy Word, We are not now above our Lord; Sufficient ’tis for us to be In sufferings and in griefs like Thee. While men, to prove Thy savings true, With cruel wrath our souls pursue, As evil they cast out our name, And brand us with Thy glorious shame. 2 All kind of ill they falsely say, Because we will Thy truth obey, To Thee with steady purpose cleave, And godly in Thy Spirit live. Exposed to man’s oppressive power, We stand in danger every hour, The rage of persecution bear, And hated as our Lord we are. 3 O may we in Thy footsteps go, Thee, only Thee resolved to know, To slaughter in Thy Spirit led, Conformed in all things to our Head. Give us Thy strength, O God of love, And hide our better life above, Then on our side at last appear, And lo, we come to suffer here! Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE
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Blest Is The Man, Supremely Blest

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #12600 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man, supremely blest, Whose wickedness is all forgiv’n, Who finds in Jesu’s wounds his rest, And sees the smiling face of Heav’n. The guilt and power of sin is gone From him that doth in Christ believe, It hidden lies, and still kept down, And buried in his Savior’s grave. 2 Blest is the man, to whom his Lord No more imputes iniquity, Whose spirit is by grace restored, From all the guile of Satan free; Free from design, or selfish aim, Harmless, and pure, and undefiled, A simple follower of the Lamb, And harmless as a new-born child. 3 But while thro’ pride I held my tongue, Nor owned my helpless unbelief, My bones were wasted all day long, My strength consumed with pining grief. Crushed by Thine anger’s heavy hand, Burnt up as dry and barren ground, I ever of my sin complained, But no relief or mercy found. 4 Resolved at last, to God I cried, My sins I will at large confess, My shame I will no longer hide, My depth of desperate wickedness. All will I own unto my Lord, Without reserve or cloaking art, I said; and felt the pardoning word, Thy mercy spoke it to my heart. 5 For this shall every child of God Thy pow’r and faithful love declare, And claim the grace on all bestowed, Who make to Thee their timely prayer; But when the floods of judgment rise, And sweep their guilty souls away, Remains for sin no sacrifice; For ended is their gracious day. 6 Thou art my hiding place; in Thee I rest secure from sin and hell, Safe in the love that ransomed me, And sheltered in Thy wounds I dwell. Still shall Thy grace to me abound, The countless wonders of Thy grace I still shall tell to all around, And sing my great Deliverer’s praise. 7 "I will instruct the childlike heart," (My Teacher saith for ever nigh). “Nor let thee from My paths depart, But guide thee with My gracious eye. If thou My gracious look obey, And yield My perfect will to prove, Nor cast My easy yoke away, Or stop thine ears against My love. 8 "Whoe’er like horse or mule withstand, And follow their own stiff necked will, I bruise beneath My weighty hand, And force them all My plagues to feel. But they that dare in Me confide, Shall only know My pardoning grace, My mercy’s arms on every side Shall every faithful soul embrace." 9 Ye faithful souls, rejoice in Him, Whose arms are still your sure defense; Your Lord is mighty to redeem: Believe, and who shall pluck you thence? All ye of upright heart, be glad, For Jesus is your God and friend, He keeps those who on Him are stayed, And He shall keep them to the end. Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE
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Woe To The Man, Eternal Woe

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9855 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Woe to the man, eternal woe To Him by whom th’offense doth come! His lot and portion are below, His sentence is th’apostate’s doom; Plunged in the depths of grief unless With broken heart his crime he feel; A load of guilt shall soon depress His soul to the profoundest hell. 2 Ah, Savior, keep my trembling heart, Which feels its own infirmity; One moment, Lord, if Thou depart, The dire offense will come by me; But if myself I always fear, Thou wilt display Thy guardian love, And give me grace to persevere, Till safe with Thee I rest above. Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE
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Jesus, What Grace Dost Thou Bestow

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10650 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Jesus, what grace dost Thou bestow Upon Thy Church, Thy family! Their sins forgiv’n the children know, The fathers all resemble Thee; The Angel of the Lord Thou art, And we shall in Thine image shine, Created after Thine own heart, Sinless, angelical, divine! Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE
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Must We Not Then In Patience Wait?

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11682 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Must we not then with patience wait Lyrics: 1 Must we not then with patience wait, False to distinguish from sincere? Or can we on another’s state Pronounce, before the fruits appear? Can we the witnesses receive Who of their own perfection boast, The fairest words as fruit receive? The fairest words are leaves at most. 2 How shall we then the spirits prove? Their actions with their words compare, And wait—till humblest, meekest love Their perfect nothingness declare: But if the smallest spark of pride, Or selfishness, break out at last, Set the false witnesses aside; Yet hold the truth for ever fast. Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE
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The Angels Gazed To See Their God

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #11141 Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: The angels gazed to see their God, A child of man to sinners given! Again, to see His streaming blood, They gazed—and silence was in Heaven! The saints admire with strange delight Their dying Lord enthroned above, And praise the length, and breadth and height, And depth of His stupendous love. Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE

We worship Thee, all-glorious Lord

Hymnal: Hymns of Truth and Praise #103 (1971) First Line: Thou Son of God, eternal Word, Who heav'n and earth's foundations laid Languages: English Tune Title: COMPLETE IN THEE

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