Songs from John Wesley
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Come, Holy Ghost, Our Hearts Inspire
Father of all, whose powerful voice
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Glory to God, whose sovereign grace
Upborne aloft on venturous wing
Author of Being, Source of Light
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
O, look not, Lord, on my desert
Ye priests of God, whose happy days
Christ, from whom all blessings flow
Christ the Lord Is Risen Today
See, sinners, in the gospel glass
Father. Hear the Blood of Jesus
Father. Hear the Blood of Jesus
Father, whose everlasting love, Thy only Son for sinners gave
Ah! woe is me, constrain’d to dwell
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
Ah! woe is me, constrain’d to dwell
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Ah! woe is me, constrain’d to dwell
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Rise, my soul, with ardour rise (Abba, Father, hear thy child)
Awake, Jerusalem, awake, no longer thy sins
Awake, Jerusalem, awake, no longer thy sins
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
See, sinners, in the gospel glass
O, look not, Lord, on my desert
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Father, whose everlasting love, Thy only Son for sinners gave
Awake, Jerusalem, awake, no longer thy sins
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Awake, Jerusalem, awake, no longer thy sins
Father, whose everlasting love, Thy only Son for sinners gave
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
When Zeal impetuous urg’d her vot’ries on
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Comfort, ye ministers of grace
Father, whose everlasting love, Thy only Son for sinners gave
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Father, whose everlasting love, Thy only Son for sinners gave
Awake, Jerusalem, awake, no longer thy sins
Father, whose everlasting love, Thy only Son for sinners gave
Blest Be the Dear Uniting Love
The Lord unto My Lord Has Said, Sit Thou, in Glory Sit (Psalm 110)
The Lord unto My Lord Has Said, Sit Thou, in Glory Sit (Psalm 110)
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Praise the Lord Who Reigns Above
O, look not, Lord, on my desert
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Father, whose everlasting love, Thy only Son for sinners gave
Awake, Jerusalem, awake, no longer thy sins
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Ye priests of God, whose happy days
When Zeal impetuous urg’d her vot’ries on
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!
O, look not, Lord, on my desert
O, look not, Lord, on my desert
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Blest Be the Dear Uniting Love
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
Jesu, Redeemer of mankind (What Is Our Calling’s Glorious Hope)
Father of all, whose powerful voice
Upborne aloft on venturous wing
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Sinners, obey the gracious call
Come, O Thou greater than our hearts
Come, O Thou greater than our hearts
Christ the Lord Is Risen Today
The Lord unto My Lord Has Said, Sit Thou, in Glory Sit (Psalm 110)
Ah! woe is me, constrain’d to dwell
Ye priests of God, whose happy days
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
Lord, my head burns, my heart is sick
Ye priests of God, whose happy days
Ye priests of God, whose happy days
Regardless now of things below
Sinners, obey the gracious call
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!
Author of Being, Source of Light
Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Christ the true
Author of Being, Source of Light
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
Rise, my soul, with ardour rise (Abba, Father, hear thy child)
Lord, if Thou the grace impart
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Christ the Lord Is Risen Today
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!