Verse 1
Jesu, thou art our King,
To me thy succour bring.
Christ the mighty one art thou,
Help for all on thee is laid:
This the word; I claim it now,
Send me now the promis’d aid.
Verse 2
High on thy Father’s throne,
O look with pity down!
Help, O help! Attend my call,
Captive lead captivity,
King of glory, Lord of all,
Christ, be Lord, be King to me!
Verse 3
I pant to feel thy sway
And only thee t’ obey.
Thee my spirit gasps to meet,
This my one, my ceaseless pray’r,
Make, O make my heart thy seat,
O set up thy kingdom there!
Verse 4
Triumph and reign in me,
And spread thy victory:
Hell and death, and sin controul,
Pride, and self,[1] and ev’ry foe,
All subdue; thro’ all my soul
Conqu’ring and to conquer go.
[1] Wesley changed “Pride, and self,” to “Pride, self-love” in 1753, to “Pride, self-will;” in 1756, and “Pride and wrath” in 1780.