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Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to God alone; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries it shall be done.
Charles Wesley
2.
The Bible must be the invention either of good men or angels, bad men or devils, or of God. However, it was not written by good men, because good men would not tell lies by saying 'Thus saith the Lord;' it was not written by bad men because they would not write about doing good duty, while condemning sin, and themselves to hell; thus, it must be written by divine inspiration
Charles Wesley
3.
Amazing Love! how can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Charles Wesley
4.
O for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer's praise, the glories of my God and King, the triumphs of his grace!
Charles Wesley
5.
Come, thou long expected Jesus, born to set thy people free; from our fears and sins release us; let us find our rest in thee. Israel's strength and consolation, hope of all the earth thou art, dear desire of every nation, joy of every longing heart.
Charles Wesley
6.
Peace on earth, and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled.
Charles Wesley
7.
Be friends of everyone. Be enemies of no-one
Charles Wesley
8.
The person who bears and suffers evils with meekness and silence is the sum of a Christian man.
Charles Wesley
9.
Not from his head was woman took,
As made her husband to o'erlook;
Not from his feet, as one designed
The footstool of the stronger kind;
But fashioned for himself, a bride;
An equal, taken from his side.
Charles Wesley
10.
He left His Father's throne above, (So free, so infinite His grace!) Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam's helpless race.
Charles Wesley
11.
And all things as they change proclaim
The Lord eternally the same.
Charles Wesley
12.
Jesus, Thou art all compassion, pure unbounded love Thou art; Visit us with Thy salvation, enter every trembling heart.
Charles Wesley
13.
To God your every Want In instant Prayer display, Pray always; Pray, and never faint; Pray, without ceasing, Pray.
Charles Wesley
14.
Jesus weeps and loves me still.
Charles Wesley
15.
In Fellowship; alone To God, with Faith, draw near, Approach His Courts, besiege His Throne With all the power of Prayer.
Charles Wesley
16.
Keep us little and unknown, prized and loved by God alone.
Charles Wesley
17.
Christ, by highest heaven adored. 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 man to dwell; Jesus, our Immanuel!
Charles Wesley
18.
Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears; The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears:
Before the throne my surety stands, Before the throne my surety stands, my name is written on His hands.
Charles Wesley
19.
I feel a strong immortal hope, which bears my mournful spirit up beneath its mountain load; redeemed from death, and grief, and pain, I soon shall find my [child] again within the arms of God.
Charles Wesley
20.
How few young men realize that their success in life depends more upon what they are than upon what they know. It is self-esteem that has brought the race this far.
Charles Wesley
21.
Jesu, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me,O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.
Charles Wesley
22.
Come to earth to taste our sadness, he whose glories knew no end;
by his life he brings us gladness, our Redeemer, Shepherd, Friend.
Leaving riches without number, born within a cattle stall;
this the everlasting wonder, Christ was born the Lord of all.
Charles Wesley
23.
Our children will grow up confused, not respecting the Bible or anything else that is sacred.
Charles Wesley
24.
Oh 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.
Charles Wesley
25.
Christ the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.
Charles Wesley
26.
The wisdom coming from above, the faith that sweetly works by love.
Charles Wesley
27.
Lo! on a narrow neck of land,
'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand.
Secure, insensible.
Charles Wesley
28.
Joyful, all ye nations, rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic hosts proclaim "Christ is born in Bethlehem!
Charles Wesley
29.
HARK how all the Welkin rings
"Glory to the Kings of Kings,
"Peace on Earth, and Mercy mild,
"GOD and Sinners reconcil'd!
Joyful all ye Nations rise,
Join the Triumph of the Skies,
Universal Nature say
"CHRIST the LORD is born to Day!
Charles Wesley
30.
A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify; A never dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky.
Charles Wesley
31.
Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again, I say rejoice.
Charles Wesley
32.
God is gone up on high with a triumphant noise.
Charles Wesley
33.
Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favoured sinners slain; Thousand thousand Saints attending Swell the triumph of His train.
Charles Wesley
34.
God buries His workmen but carries on His work.
Charles Wesley
35.
Forth in thy name,O Lord, I go, My daily labour to pursue. Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think or speak or do.
Charles Wesley
36.
Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove, brood o'er our nature's night; on our disordered spirits move, and let there now be light.
Charles Wesley
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Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child; Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.
Charles Wesley
38.
One family--we dwell in Him,
One church above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.
Charles Wesley
39.
Let us unite the two so long divided, knowledge and vital piety.
Charles Wesley
40.
Hail the day that sees Him rise,
Ravished from our wistful eyes!
Christ, awhile to mortals given,
Re-ascends His native heaven.
There the glorious triumph waits,
Lift your heads, eternal gates!
Wide unfold the radiant scene,
Take the King of glory in!
Charles Wesley
41.
... me He now delights to spare.
Charles Wesley
42.
My soul is all an aching void.
Charles Wesley
43.
When summoned hence to thine eternal sleep, Oh, may'st thou smile while all around thee weep.
Charles Wesley