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    Hymn 136

    1 WHILE dead in trespasses I lie,
    Thy quickening spirit give;
    Call me, thou Son of God, that I
    May hear thy voice and live.

    2 While, full of anguish and disease
    My weak distempered soul
    Thy love compassionately sees,
    O let it make me whole!

    3 Cast out thy foes, and let them still
    To Jesu's name submit;
    Clothe with thy righteousness, and heal
    And place me at thy feet.

    4 To Jesu's name if all things now
    A trembling homage pay,
    O let my stubborn spirit bow,
    My stiff-necked will obey!

    5 Impotent, dumb, and deaf, and blind,
    And sick, and poor I am,
    But sure a remedy to find
    For all in Jesu's name.

    6 I know in thee all fulness dwells,
    And all for wretched man;
    Fill every want my spirit feels,
    And break off every chain.

    7 If thou impart thyself to me,
    No other good I need;
    If thou, the Son, shalt make me free,
    I shall be free indeed.

    8 I cannot rest till in thy blood
    I full redemption have;
    But thou, through whom I come to God,
    Canst to the utmost save.

    9 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain,
    Thou wilt redeem my soul;
    Lord, I believe, and not in vain,
    My faith shall make me whole.

    10 I too with thee shall walk in white,
    With all thy saints shall prove
    What is the length, and breadth, and height,
    And depth of perfect love.






    I don't agree with all the teaching of the Wesley brothers, but how can anyone deny that the Spirit of God moved in Charles and inspired him to write these words? This hymn absolutely blows me away...

    From: A COLLECTION OF HYMNS, FOR THE USE OF THE PEOPLE CALLED METHODISTS.

    Grace to you,

    Travis
    Last edited by Travis; September 6, 2014, 02:42 AM.

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    Hymn #158

    Hymn 158

    "O my God, what must I do?
    Thou alone the way canst show;
    Thou canst save me in this hour;
    I have neither will nor power:
    God, if over all thou art,
    Greater than my sinful heart,
    All thy power on me be shown,
    Take away the heart of stone.

    Take away my darling sin,
    Make me willing to be clean;
    Make me willing to receive
    All thy goodness waits to give.
    Force me, Lord, with all to part;
    Tear these idols from my heart;
    Now thy love almighty show,
    Make even me a creature new.

    Jesus, mighty to renew,
    Work in me to will and do;
    Turn my nature's rapid tide,
    Stem the torrent of my pride;
    Stop the whirlwind of my will;
    Speak, and bid the sun stand still;
    Now thy love almighty show,
    Make even me a creature new.

    Arm of God, thy strength put on;
    Bow the heavens, and come down;
    All my unbelief o'erthrow;
    Lay th' aspiring mountain low:
    Conquer thy worst foe in me,
    Get thyself the victory;
    Save the vilest of the race;
    Force me to be saved by grace."

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    • #3
      Originally posted by Travis View Post
      Hymn 158

      "O my God, what must I do?
      Thou alone the way canst show;
      Thou canst save me in this hour;
      I have neither will nor power:
      God, if over all thou art,
      Greater than my sinful heart,
      All thy power on me be shown,
      Take away the heart of stone.

      Take away my darling sin,
      Make me willing to be clean;
      Make me willing to receive
      All thy goodness waits to give.
      Force me, Lord, with all to part;
      Tear these idols from my heart;

      Now thy love almighty show,
      Make even me a creature new.

      Jesus, mighty to renew,
      Work in me to will and do;
      Turn my nature's rapid tide,
      Stem the torrent of my pride;
      Stop the whirlwind of my will;
      Speak, and bid the sun stand still;
      Now thy love almighty show,
      Make even me a creature new.

      Arm of God, thy strength put on;
      Bow the heavens, and come down;
      All my unbelief o'erthrow;
      Lay th' aspiring mountain low:
      Conquer thy worst foe in me,
      Get thyself the victory;
      Save the vilest of the race;
      Force me to be saved by grace."

      Is it Wesley, or The Holy Spirit, here in this song that tells us that our worst foe is our will, not Satan.

      Satan only deceives us when we want to be deceived by him.

      Satan convinces us that some wrong doctrine is OK because we do not want to admit we are wrong.

      Satan convinces us that some sin is OK because we love that sin. It is our darling.

      Wesley cries out in this song for God to take away these darlings sins and wrong beliefs by making him willing to change.

      Wesley shows here that he has taken the necessary step to be saved from these sins.

      PAUL TELLS US THAT WE DO NOT HAVE TO BE WILLING TO DO GOD'S WILL,

      BUT WE HAVE TO BE WILLING TO BE MADE WILLING TO DO GOD'S WILL.


      Grace to you
      Lou Newton
      Bond servant of Jesus

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      • #4
        Originally posted by Lou Newton View Post
        Is it Wesley, or The Holy Spirit, here in this song that tells us that our worst foe is our will, not Satan.

        Satan only deceives us when we want to be deceived by him.

        Satan convinces us that some wrong doctrine is OK because we do not want to admit we are wrong.

        Satan convinces us that some sin is OK because we love that sin. It is our darling.

        Wesley cries out in this song for God to take away these darlings sins and wrong beliefs by making him willing to change.

        Wesley shows here that he has taken the necessary step to be saved from these sins.

        PAUL TELLS US THAT WE DO NOT HAVE TO BE WILLING TO DO GOD'S WILL,

        BUT WE HAVE TO BE WILLING TO BE MADE WILLING TO DO GOD'S WILL.


        Grace to you
        Lou Newton
        Bond servant of Jesus
        I really feel like the Spirit of God gave Wesley these words. Maybe not necessarily word for word, but the real idea behind them. This hymn really shocked me, because it was written by one of the Wesley brothers, who are not known for this kind of doctrine, actually known for quite the opposite by many. That even further confirms to me that the Spirit of God was working here in the writing of many of these hymns.

        This hymn moved me much like a poem I heard not too long ago written by a civil war soldier who was dying out on the battlefield. I can't seem to find that poem on the internet cause I don't know exactly what to search for, maybe someone can post it who knows it

        Travis

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        • #5
          Originally posted by Travis View Post
          I really feel like the Spirit of God gave Wesley these words. Maybe not necessarily word for word, but the real idea behind them. This hymn really shocked me, because it was written by one of the Wesley brothers, who are not known for this kind of doctrine, actually known for quite the opposite by many. That even further confirms to me that the Spirit of God was working here in the writing of many of these hymns.

          This hymn moved me much like a poem I heard not too long ago written by a civil war soldier who was dying out on the battlefield. I can't seem to find that poem on the internet cause I don't know exactly what to search for, maybe someone can post it who knows it

          Travis
          Hi Travis,

          I wonder if many of the doctrines that the Wesley Methodists have now, came from the Wesley brothers at all.

          Many call themselves Christian and claim their doctrine comes from Christ, but these groups have doctrines that are opposing one another.

          I would think the same is true with the Wesley brothers. I doubt that the Wesley's themselves would approve of many things done in the church that bears their name.

          I read that poem to you over the phone about the civil war soldier. I will post it for you.

          Lou Newton

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          • #6
            Travis here is a copy of the post from 12-06-2009

            Dear Friends; I want to share something with you that I have not shared with many people. Not many people have seemed to appreciate it . It was kind of like giving someone a pearl of great value and watching them letting it fall in the dirt after they looked at it. This may be the greatest thing I have ever read outside the Bible . I feel the Holy Spirit spoke this to me through these words written by a civil war soldier.

            I asked God for strength that I might achieve ;

            I was made weak that I might humbly learn to obey.

            I asked God for help that I might do greater things ;

            I was given infirmity that I might do better things .

            I asked God for riches that I might be happy ;

            I was given poverty that I might be wise .

            I asked for all things that I might enjoy life ;

            I was given life that I might enjoy all things .

            I was given nothing that I asked for ;

            But everything that I had hoped for .

            Despite myself my prayers were answered .

            I am among all men most richly blessed
            .

            This poem was found in a dead soldiers pocket after a battle in the civil war . They did not think it worthwile to record the color of his uniform but I thank God someone thought his words worth writing down . I found them hand written in pencil on a little piece of paper taped to the wall of the Rescue Mission in Youngstown . I was the Chaplain there and going with Isaac's mom over 20 years ago . When I read it something inside of me jumped ; later I wondered about it and wondered if it was true . Now I know it was God preparing me for my life . When I typed these words I didn't just copy them but wrote them down for myself . Despite myself my prayers were answered too . Now I know who the author is . God wrote them with that soldiers life and now he has written the same poem again using my life as the pencil .---- Lou

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            • #7
              Hark the Herald Angels Sing - Charles Wesley

              Hark, how all the welkin rings,
              “Glory to the King of kings;
              Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
              God and sinners reconciled!”

              Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
              Join the triumph of the skies;
              Universal nature say,
              “Christ the Lord is born to-day!”

              Christ, by highest Heaven ador’d,
              Christ, the everlasting Lord:
              Late in time behold him come,
              Offspring of a Virgin’s womb!

              Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see,
              Hail the incarnate deity!
              Pleased as man with men to appear,
              Jesus! Our Immanuel here!

              Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace!
              Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!
              Light and life to all he brings,
              Risen with healing in his wings.

              Mild He lays his glory by,
              Born that man no more may die;
              Born to raise the sons of earth;
              Born to give them second birth.

              Come, Desire of nations, come,
              Fix in us thy humble home;
              Rise, the woman’s conquering seed,
              Bruise in us the serpent’s head.

              Now display thy saving power,
              Ruined nature now restore;
              Now in mystic union join
              Thine to ours, and ours to thine.

              Adam’s likeness, Lord, efface;
              Stamp Thy image in its place.
              Second Adam from above,
              Reinstate us in thy love.

              Let us Thee, though lost, regain,
              Thee, the life, the inner Man:
              O! to all thyself impart,
              Form’d in each believing heart.

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              • #8
                O for a thousand tougues to sing

                Wesley wrote this hymn to com*mem*o*rate the first an*ni*ver*sa*ry of his con*ver*sion to Christ. This or*i*gin is re*flect*ed in the lyr*ics, “On this glad day the glor*i*ous Sun of Right*eous*ness arose.” The stanza that be*gins “O for a thou*sand tongues to sing” is verse seven of Wes*ley’s orig*in*al po*em. This work first ap*peared in Hymns and Sac*red Po*ems in 1740.

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                O for a thousand tongues to sing
                My great Redeemer’s praise,
                The glories of my God and King,
                The triumphs of His grace!

                My gracious Master and my God,
                Assist me to proclaim,
                To spread through all the earth abroad
                The honors of Thy name.

                Jesus! the name that charms our fears,
                That bids our sorrows cease;
                ’Tis music in the sinner’s ears,
                ’Tis life, and health, and peace.

                He breaks the power of canceled sin,
                He sets the prisoner free;
                His blood can make the foulest clean,
                His blood availed for me.


                He speaks, and, listening to His voice,
                New life the dead receive,
                The mournful, broken hearts rejoice,
                The humble poor believe.

                Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,
                Your loosened tongues employ;
                Ye blind, behold your Savior come,
                And leap, ye lame, for joy.


                In Christ your Head, you then shall know,
                Shall feel your sins forgiven;
                Anticipate your heaven below,
                And own that love is heaven.

                Glory to God, and praise and love
                Be ever, ever given,
                By saints below and saints above,
                The church in earth and heaven.

                On this glad day the glorious Sun
                Of Righteousness arose;
                On my benighted soul He shone
                And filled it with repose.

                Sudden expired the legal strife,
                ’Twas then I ceased to grieve;
                My second, real, living life
                I then began to live.

                Then with my heart I first believed,
                Believed with faith divine,
                Power with the Holy Ghost received
                To call the Savior mine.

                I felt my Lord’s atoning blood
                Close to my soul applied;
                Me, me He loved, the Son of God,
                For me, for me He died!

                I found and owned His promise true,
                Ascertained of my part,
                My pardon passed in heaven I knew
                When written on my heart.

                Look unto Him, ye nations, own
                Your God, ye fallen race;
                Look, and be saved through faith alone,
                Be justified by grace.

                See all your sins on Jesus laid:
                The Lamb of God was slain,
                His soul was once an offering made
                For every soul of man.

                Awake from guilty nature’s sleep,
                And Christ shall give you light,
                Cast all your sins into the deep,
                And wash the Æthiop white.

                Harlots and publicans and thieves
                In holy triumph join!
                Saved is the sinner that believes
                From crimes as great as mine.

                Murderers and all ye hellish crew
                In holy triumph join!
                Believe the Savior died for you;
                For me the Savior died.

                With me, your chief, ye then shall know,
                Shall feel your sins forgiven;
                Anticipate your heaven below,
                And own that love is heaven
                .

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