Text: | Oh, that thou wouldst the heavens rend |
Author: | C. Wesley |
1 Oh, that thou wouldst the heavens rend,
In majesty come down,
Stretch out thine arm omnipotent,
And seize me for thine own.
2 Descend, and let thy lightnings burn
The stubble of thy foe;
My sins o'erturn, o'erturn, o'erturn,
And make the mountains flow.
3 Thou my impetuous spirit guide,
And curb my headstrong will;
Thou only canst drive back the tide,
And bid the sun stand still.
4 What though I can not break my chain,
Or e'er throw off my load;
The things impossible to men,
Are possible to God.
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First Line: | Oh, that thou wouldst the heavens rend |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | The Christian System: Repentance and Faith; To God all Things are Possible |