Songs from Charles Wesley
Come, Thou high and lofty Lord
My more than Friend, accept the Warning Lay
Lord over all, Thy Spirit pour
Ye worms, that wear an earthy crown
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
My God, my God! I cry to Thee!
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
How lovely are Thy tents, O Lord
How lovely are Thy tents, O Lord
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
The soul shall be glad, In Jesus restored
When the house of Jacob’s sons
Come, let us join our friends above, The God of our salvation praise
My Soul Through My Redeemers Care
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
The soul shall be glad, In Jesus restored
Jesu, Thy word is past! the grace
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Thee Will I Praise With All My Heart
Sinners, Turn: Why Will You Die
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!
The Lord unto My Lord Has Said, Sit Thou, in Glory Sit (Psalm 110)
My Soul Through My Redeemers Care
Away with our sorrow and fear!
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal
Away with our sorrow and fear!
Away with our sorrow and fear!
Away with our sorrow and fear!
Away with our sorrow and fear!
How happy every child of grace
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
Awake, Jerusalem, awake, no longer thy sins
Thus, O Lord, the world convince
Come, let us anew, Our journey pursue, with vigor arise
My more than Friend, accept the Warning Lay
Blest Be the Dear Uniting Love
Come, let us anew, Our journey pursue, with vigor arise
Come, let us join with one accord, in hymns around the throne
My soul, inspired with sacred love
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Sinners, Turn: Why Will You Die
Come, let us join our friends above, The God of our salvation praise
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!
The soul shall be glad, In Jesus restored
Come, ye followers of the Lord
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Away with our sorrow and fear!
My God, my God! I cry to Thee!
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
Come, ye followers of the Lord
Away with our sorrow and fear!
Jesu, Redeemer of mankind (What Is Our Calling’s Glorious Hope)
O all that pass by, To Jesus draw near!
Christ, whose glory fills the skies, that famous plant Thou art
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
The soul shall be glad, In Jesus restored
How happy every child of grace
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
When the house of Jacob’s sons
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
And must I be to judgment brought
Comfort, ye ministers of grace
Christ, whose glory fills the skies, that famous plant Thou art
Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Christ the true
See, sinners, in the gospel glass
Come Sinners, to the Gospel Feast
Comfort, ye ministers of grace
Come let us join our friends above, That have obtained the prize
Come, O Thou greater than our hearts
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
Giver and Guardian of my sleep