Songs from Charles Wesley
The Lord unto My Lord Has Said, Sit Thou, in Glory Sit (Psalm 110)
My Soul Through My Redeemers Care
Sinners, Turn: Why Will You Die
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
Come, let us anew, Our journey pursue, with vigor arise
Thus, O Lord, the world convince
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
My more than Friend, accept the Warning Lay
Thee will I love, O Lord, my power!
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
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
Away with our sorrow and fear!
God of all power, and truth, and grace, which shall from age to age
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
Come, ye followers of the Lord
The earth, with all her fulness, owns
My God, my God! I cry to Thee!
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!
Melt, happy soul, in Jesu’s blood
Christ, whose glory fills the skies, that famous plant Thou art
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
How happy every child of grace
Go, wretched soul, to meet thy doom
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
The soul shall be glad, In Jesus restored
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
When the house of Jacob’s sons
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
Come, O Thou greater than our hearts
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
Giver and Guardian of my sleep
Come let us join our friends above, That have obtained the prize
Comfort, ye ministers of grace