Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли)

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Ye thirsty for God, To Jesus give ear,
And take, through his blood, A power to draw near;
His kind invitation Ye sinners embrace,
Accepting salvation, Salvation by grace.

Sent down from above, Who governs the skies,
In vehement love To sinners he cries,
Drink into my Spirit, Who happy would be,
And all things inherit By coming to me.

O Saviour of all, Thy word we believe!
And come at thy call, Thy grace to receive;
The blessing is given Wherever thou art.
The earnest of heaven Is love in the heart.

To us at thy feet The Comforter give,
Who gasp to admit Thy Spirit, and live;
The weakest believers Acknowledge for thine,
And fill us with rivers Of water divine.

Charles Wesley’s other poems:

  1. Saviour, The World’s and Mine
  2. O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing
  3. Where Shall My Wondering Soul Begin?
  4. I Thirst, Thou Wounded Lamb of God
  5. Ye Simple Souls That Stray




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