Blest Redeemer, bow thine ear

Verse 1
Blest Redeemer, bow thine ear,
To our humble fervent prayer;
Thus adoring,
Thus imploring,
Mercy bids us not despair.

Verse 2
Though our crimes of deepest die
Swell the aching heart and eye,
Yet relying
On the dying,
Faith relieves the throbbing sigh.

Verse 3
By all-saving Grace we know
Scarlet sins grow white as snow:
Vain our merit,
If thy Spirit
Did not thro’ repentance glow.

Verse 4
Freed from shame, reproach, and taunt,
Lawless vice, & grinding want,
Here accepted,
Here protected,
For celestial Bliss we pant.

Hymnal/Album: Originally entitled: “For the Magdalene.” [This was a hospital.] This hymn appears in a letter that Charles Wesley wrote to Edward Walpole in November 1778. This letter is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number DDWes 7/83). 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 and Oliver A. Beckerlegge, eds., The Unpublished Poetry of Charles Wesley, vol. 3 (Nashville: Kingswood Books, 1992), pages 442.
Publishing: Public Domain