Charles Wesley was possibly the most prolific hymn writer that ever lived. It is estimated that he wrote more than 6500 hymns. He was born In Epworth, Lincolnshire (UK) . Along side his brother, John, Charles was used mightily by God during the 18th century ‘Great Evangelical Awaking’.
Lord, I believe Thy work of grace
Is perfect in the soul;
His heart is pure who sees Thy face,
His spirit is made whole.
From every sickness, by Thy word,
From every sore disease,
Saved, and to perfect health restored,
To perfect holiness.
He walks in glorious liberty,
To sin entirely dead;
The Truth, the Son hath made him free,
And he is free indeed.
Thoroughout his soul Thy glories shine,
His soul is all renewed,
And decked in righteousness Divine,
And clothed and filled with God.
In Spirit joined, and one with Thee,
And purged from all his stains,
No wrinkle of infirmity,
No spot of sin remains.
This is the rest, the life, the peace
Which all Thy people prove;
Love is the bond of perfectness,
And all their soul is love.
Thy people are all sanctified;
And Thou shalt say to me,
“Thou art all fair, My love, My bride,
There is no spot in Thee.”
O joyful sound of gospel grace!
Christ shall in me appear;
I, even I, shall see His face,
I shall be holy here.
This heart shall be His constant home;
I hear His Spirit’s cry,
“Surely,” He saith, ” I quickly come,”
He saith, and cannot lie.
The glorious crown of righteousness
To me reached out I view;
Conqueror through Him, I soon shall seize
And wear it as my due.
The promised land from Pisgah’s top
I now exult to see;
My hope is full, O blessed hope!
He visits now the house of clay,
He shakes His future home:
O would’st Thou, Lord, on this glad day
Into Thy temple come!
With me I know, I feel, Thou art;
But this cannot suffice,
Unless Thou plantest in my heart
A constant paradise.
My earth Thou waterest from on high;
But make it all a pool;
Spring up, O well! I ever cry,
Spring up within my soul!
Come, O my God, Thyself reveal;
Fill all this mighty void,
Thou only canst my spirit fill:
Come, O my God, my God!
Fulfil, fulfil my large desires,
Large as infinity;
Give, give me all my soul requires,
All, all that is in Thee!