Thou awful GOD, whose Judgments are

Verse 1
Thou awful GOD, whose Judgments are
A vast unfathomable Deep,
I come thy Chastisement to bear,
Beneath thy Feet I calmly weep,
By patient Faith my Grief improve,
And rest in thy afflictive Love.

Verse 2
Call’d to give up my Isaac here,
I meekly let the Blessing go,
Nor murmur at my Lot severe
Nor strive to break the Fatal Blow,
Nor peevishly proclaim my Pain,
Nor pine to have my Friend again.

Verse 3
My Friend (alas no longer mine)
Shall I with weak Impatience blame,
Or leave her in the Arms Divine
And weeping kiss her pretious Name,
Her Name to GOD alone declare,
Or breathe it in a Silent Prayer.

Verse 4
Yes, Lord, I now my Calling see,
And to my meek Example look,
With feeble Steps I follow Thee,
By All denied, by All forsook,
I will not struggle with my Pain,
Or in one murmuring Thought complain.

Verse 5
Here from the Cross, on which I bleed,
I groan th’ unutterable Prayer,
For Her I in thy Spirit plead,
My First Concern, my Latest Care,
To Thee, and to thy Saints commend
That dearest Soul, who was my Friend.

Verse 6
Jesu, preserve Her to that Day,
My Burthen both in Life and Death,
I only live for Her to pray,
And bless Her with my parting Breath
And haste to claim my Debt above,
My Debt of her Eternal Love.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “[On the Loss of a Friend.] II.” This ca. 1748 hymn appears in the mid-1750s manuscript “MS Richmond.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/551, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 1). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in S.T. Kimbrough Jr. and Oliver A. Beckerlegge, eds., The Unpublished Poetry of Charles Wesley, vol. 1 (Nashville: Kingswood Books, 1988), pages 267-68.
Publishing: Public Domain