Text: | The Sun of Righteousness on me |
Author: | C. Wesley |
1 The Sun of Righteousness on me
Hath risen with healing in his wings:
Withered my nature's strength, from thee
My soul its life and succor brings;
My help is all laid up above;
Thy nature and thy name is Love.
2 Contented now, upon my thigh
I halt till life's short journey end;
All helplessness, all weakness, I
On thee alone for strength depend:
Nor have I power from thee to move:
Thy nature and thy name is Love.
3 Lame as I am, I take the prey;
Hell, earth, and sin with ease o'ercome;
I leap for joy, pursue my way,
And as a bounding hart, fly home
To all eternity, to prove
Thy nature and thy name is Love.
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First Line: | The Sun of Righteousness on me |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | 6 lines L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
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Topic: | The Christian System: Justification By Faith; Wrestling Jacob:--I will not Let thee Go: Fourth Part |