Saviour, in Thy church appear

Verse 1
Saviour, in thy church appear
All opposers to controul,
Still alarm with sacred fear
Every persecuting soul;
Let the world again confounded
Scarce presume to stir or move,
Till we in the faith are grounded,
Rooted fast in humble love.

Verse 2
Heathens stand amaz’d, affrighted,
When thy people they survey
As a marshall’d host united,
Terrible in firm array;
When the shield of faith we bear
Mindful of our dying Lord,
Prevalent in mighty prayer,
Brandishing thy Spirit’s sword!

Verse 3
When the church of thine election
Rising from the wilderness,
Simply full of pure affection
Lives like those of ancient days;
When the universal Mother
Gathers all her sons in one,
When the Christians love each other—
Satan tumbles from his throne!

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘And fear came upon every soul.’—[Acts 2,] v. 43.” It appears in the 1764 manuscript “MS Acts.” 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 1977/555, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 1). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 12 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1871), page 154.
Publishing: Public Domain