Being of Beings
Being of beings, God of love; To Thee our hearts we raise; Thy all sustaining power we prove, And gladly sing Thy praise. Thine, wholly Thine, we pant to be; Our sacrifice receive; Made, and preserved, and saved by Thee, To Thee ourselves we give. Heav’nward our every wish aspires, For all Thy mercy’s store; The sole return Thy love requires, Is that we ask for more. For more we ask, we open then Our hearts t’embrace Thy will: Turn and revive us, Lord, again, With all Thy fullness fill. Come, Holy Ghost, the Savior’s love Shed in our hearts abroad; So shall we ever live, and move, And be, with Christ, in God.
Charles Wesley’s other poems:
- Saviour, The World’s and Mine
- O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing
- Where Shall My Wondering Soul Begin?
- I Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb of God
- Ye Thirsty for God, To Jesus Give Ear
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