1 Lord, I believe thy ev'ry word,
Thy every promise true:
And lo! I wait on thee, my Lord,
Till I my strength renew.
2 If in this feeble flesh I may
Awhile shew forth thy praise,
Jesu support the tott'ring clay,
And lengthen out my days.
3 If such a worm as I can spread
The common Saviour's name;
Let him who rais'd thee from the dead,
Quicken my mortal frame.
4 Still let me live thy blood to show,
Which purges ev'ry stain;
And gladly linger out below
A few more years in pain.
5 Spare me, till my strength of soul,
Till I thy love retrieve;
Till faith shall make my spirit whole,
And perfect soundness give.
6 For this in stedfast hope I wait,
Now, Lord, my soul restore;
Now the new heav'ns and earth create,
And I shall sin no more.
Source: A Pocket Hymn Book: designed as a constant companion for the pious, collected from various authors (9th ed.) #LXXVII
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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