Omnipotent Lord, my Saviour and King,
Thy succour afford, Thy righteousness bring:
Thy promises bind Thee compassion to have;
O, now let me find Thee almighty to save.
Rejoicing in hope, and patient in grief,
To Thee I look up for certain relief;
I shall be supported, no danger I’ll fear,
Nor shrink from the trial, while Thou, Lord, art near.
Yes, God is above men, devils, and sin,
My Saviour’s great love the battle shall win;
So awesome and glorious His coming shall be,
His love all-victorious shall conquer for me.
He all shall break through; His Truth and His grace
Shall bring me into the plentiful place,
Through much tribulation, through water and fire,
Through floods of temptation and flames of desire.
On Jesus, my power, till then I rely,
All evil before His presence shall fly;
When I have my Saviour, my sin shall depart,
And Jesus for ever shall reign in my heart.
Charles Wesley, 1707-88