MATTH. V. 3. Blessed are they that mourn. Rev. Charles Wesley Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T31323 K034809.000 Wesley, John, 1703-1791. Wesley, Charles, 1707-1788. Hymns and sacred poems: Published by John Wesley, ... and Charles Wesley, ... London printed by William Strahan; and sold by James Hutton; and at Mr. Bray's 1739 pp. 97-99. x,[6],223,[1]p.; 12⁰.

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MATTH. V. 3 . Blessed are they that mourn . I. JESU ! my great High-priest above , My Friend before the Throne of Love ! If now for Me prevails thy Prayer , If now I find Thee pleading there ; If Thou the Secret Wish convey , And sweetly prompt my Heart to pray , Hear ; and my weak Petitions join , Almighty Advocate , to Thine ! II . Fain would I know my utmost Ill , And groan my Nature's Weight to feel , To feel the Clouds that round me roll , The Night that hangs upon my Soul . The Darkness of my Carnal Mind , My Will perverse , my Passions blind , Scatter'd o'er all the Earth abroad , Immeasurably far from GOD . III . JESU ! my Heart's Desire obtain , My Earnest Suit present and gain , My Fulness of Corruption show , The Knowledge of Myself bestow ; A deeper Displicence at Sin , A sharper Sense of Hell within , A stronger Struggling to get free , A keener Appetite for Thee . IV . For Thee my Spirit often pants , Yet often in pursuing faints , Drooping it soon neglects t' aspire , To fan the ever-dying Fire : No more thy Glory's Skirts are seen , The World , the Creature steals between ; Heavenward no more my Wishes move , And I forget that Thou art Love . V. O Sovereign Love , to Thee I cry , Give me Thyself , or else I die . Save me from Death , from Hell set free , Death , Hell , are but the Want of Thee . Quickned by thy imparted Flame , Sav'd , when possest of Thee , I am ; My Life , my only Heav'n Thou art : And lo ! I feel Thee in my Heart !