Text Sermons : Charles Wesley : A Charge to Keep I Have
1.
A charge to keep I have,
a God to glorify,
a never-dying soul to save,
and fit it for the sky.
2.
To serve the present age,
my calling to fulfill;
O may it all my powers engage
to do my Master's will!
3.
Arm me with jealous care,
as in thy sight to live,
and oh, thy servant, Lord,
prepare a strict account to give!
4.
Help me to watch and pray,
and on thyself rely,
assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.
1.
A charge to keep I have,
a God to glorify,
a never-dying soul to save,
and fit it for the sky.
2.
To serve the present age,
my calling to fulfill;
O may it all my powers engage
to do my Master's will!
3.
Arm me with jealous care,
as in thy sight to live,
and oh, thy servant, Lord,
prepare a strict account to give!
4.
Help me to watch and pray,
and on thyself rely,
assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall forever die.
Text Sermons : Charles Wesley : A THOUSAND oracles divine Their common beams unite
1A THOUSAND oracles divine Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright; To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above, And one thrice-holy God and Lord Through endless ages love.
2Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky; Whose glory to this earth extends, When God himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts.
3By faith the upper choir we meet, And challenge them to sing Jehovah on his shining seat, Our Maker and our King. But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our nobler strain; The Father of celestial powers, The friend of earth-born man!
4Ye seraphs nearest to the throne, With rapturous amaze On us, poor ransomed worms, look down For heaven's superior praise; The King, whose glorious face ye see, For us his crown resigned; That fulness of the Deity, He died for all mankind!
1A THOUSAND oracles divine Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright; To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above, And one thrice-holy God and Lord Through endless ages love.
2Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky; Whose glory to this earth extends, When God himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts.
3By faith the upper choir we meet, And challenge them to sing Jehovah on his shining seat, Our Maker and our King. But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our nobler strain; The Father of celestial powers, The friend of earth-born man!
4Ye seraphs nearest to the throne, With rapturous amaze On us, poor ransomed worms, look down For heaven's superior praise; The King, whose glorious face ye see, For us his crown resigned; That fulness of the Deity, He died for all mankind!