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Joyful I fly this moment hence
From Hymns for Love · Osborn ed., vol. 8 (1870)
Joyful I fly this moment hence,
Meet for my rich inheritance.
If Thou Thyself impart;
Salvation sure in Thee is given,
Thou art my peace, my present heaven,
My God Himself Thou art.
O Love, O God, Thyself reveal,
My pardon in Thy blood to seal,
My spirit to restore;
Then let me there a lot obtain
Where sin, infirmity, and pain,
And death shall be no more.
Canst Thou deny Thyself to me,
A thirsty soul who gasps for Thee,
Incapable of rest.
Till I Thy loving nature share.
Till Thou the mystery declare.
And take me to Thy breast.
Inserted in the " Arminian Magazine" for 1781, p. 567.
Now, O Thou love essential come,
And lo, I sink into the tomb
With Jesus in my heart;
Secure in that great day to rise,
And mount above the flaming skies,
And see Thee as Thou art.
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Wesley, Charles. “Joyful I fly this moment hence.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/2290/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Joyful I fly this moment hence.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/2290/.
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