Death & Dying
Thou bidd'st us call Thy death to mind
From Hymns on the Lord's Supper (1745) · Osborn ed., vol. 3 (1869)
Thou bidd'st us call Thy death to mind;
But Thou must give the solemn power:
Come then, Thou Saviour of mankind,
Bring back that last tremendous hour,
And stand in all Thy wounds confest,
And wrap us in Thy bloody vest.
With reverential faith we claim
Our share in Thy great sacrifice:
Come, O Thou all-atoning Lamb,
Revive us by Thy dying cries,
Apply to all Thy healing blood,
And sprinkle me, my Lord, my God.
Codex Note
Attributed to Charles Wesley; Osborn's edition does not distinguish the brothers
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Wesley, Charles. “Thou bidd'st us call Thy death to mind.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/441/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Thou bidd'st us call Thy death to mind.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/441/.
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