GOD with us. From the German. Rev. John 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. 195-196. x,[6],223,[1]p.; 12⁰.

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GOD with us . From the German . I. ETERNAL Depth of Love Divine In JESU , GOD-with-Us , display'd , How bright thy beaming Glories shine ! How wide thy healing Streams are spread ? With whom dost Thou delight to dwell ? Sinners , a vile , and thankless Race . O GOD ! what Tongue aright can tell How vast thy Love , how great thy Grace ! II . The Dictates of thy Sov'reign Will With Joy our grateful Hearts receive : All thy Delight in us fulfill , Lo ! all we are to Thee we give . To thy sure Love , thy tender Care , Our Flesh , Soul , Spirit we resign ; O ! fix thy sacred Presence there , And seal th' Abode for ever Thine . III . O King of Glory , thy rich Grace Our short Desires surpasses far ! Yea , ev'n our Crimes , tho' numberless , Less num'rous than thy Mercies are . Still on Thee , Father , may we rest ! Still may we pant thy Son to know ! Thy Spirit still breath into our Breast , Fountain of Peace and Joy below ! IV . Oft have we seen thy mighty Pow'r Since from the World Thou mad'st us free : Still may we praise Thee more and more , Our Hearts more firmly knit to Thee ! Still , LORD , thy saving Health display , And arm our Souls with heav'nly Zeal : So , fearless shall we urge our Way Thro' all the Pow'rs of Earth and Hell !