Poem by Charles Wesley

Being of Be­ings

Being of beings, God of love;
To Thee our hearts we raise;
Thy all sustaining power we prove,
And gladly sing Thy praise.

Thine, wholly Thine, we pant to be;
Our sacrifice receive;
Made, and preserved, and saved by Thee,
To Thee ourselves we give.

Heav’nward our every wish aspires,
For all Thy mercy’s store;
The sole return Thy love requires,
Is that we ask for more.

For more we ask, we open then
Our hearts t’embrace Thy will:
Turn and revive us, Lord, again,
With all Thy fullness fill.

Come, Holy Ghost, the Savior’s love
Shed in our hearts abroad;
So shall we ever live, and move,
And be, with Christ, in God.

1. Happy the Souls to Jesus Joined
2. Father, Saviour of Mankind
3. Father of Ev­er­last­ing Grace
4. Righteous, Sin Aveng­ing God
5. Jesus, from Whom All Blessings Grow

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