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John Wesley (1703-1791)

LORD, I believe thy every word, Thy every promise, true; And, lo! I wait on...

John Wesley (1703-1791)
Verse 1
LORD, I believe thy every word, Thy every promise, true; And, lo! I wait on thee, my Lord, Till I my strength renew.
Verse 2
If in this feeble flesh I may Awhile show forth thy praise, Jesu, support the tottering clay, And lengthen out my days.
Verse 3
If such a worm as I can spread The common Saviour's name, Let him who raised thee from the dead Quicken my mortal frame.
Verse 4
Still let me live thy blood to show Which purges every stain; And gladly linger out below A few more years in pain.
Verse 5
Spare me till I my strength of soul, Till I thy love retrieve, Till faith shall make my spirit whole, And perfect soundness give.
Verse 6
Faith to be healed thou know'st I have, From sin to be made clean; Able thou art from sin to save, From all indwelling sin.
Verse 7
Surely thou canst, I do not doubt, Thou wilt, thyself impart; The bond-woman's base son cast out, And take up all my heart.
Verse 8
I shall my ancient strength renew: The excellence divine (If thou art good, if thou art true) Throughout my soul shall shine.
Verse 9
I shall, a weak and helpless worm, Through Jesus strengthening me, Impossibilities perform, And live from sinning free.
Verse 10
For this in steadfast hope I wait; Now, Lord, my soul restore; Now the new heavens and earth create, And I shall sin no more.

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