Religion
Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 138
From Hymns on the Lord's Supper (1745) · Osborn ed., vol. 3 (1869)
All praise to the Lord, All praise is His due,
To day is His word Of promise found true;
We, we are the nations, Presented to God,
Well-pleasing oblations Through Jesus's blood.
Poor heathens from far To Jesus we came,
And offer'd we are To God through His name,
To God through the Spirit Ourselves do we give,
And saved by the merit Of Jesus we live.
Codex Note
Attributed to Charles Wesley; Osborn's edition does not distinguish the brothers
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Wesley, Charles. “Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 138.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/555/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Hymns on the Lord's Supper, 138.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/555/.
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