Charles Wesley Quotations

Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to God alone; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries it shall be done.

God buries His workmen but carries on His work.

God is gone up on high with a triumphant noise.

Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favoured sinners slain; Thousand thousand Saints attending Swell the triumph of His train.

Jesu, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me,O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.

Oh for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer's praise, the glories of my God and King, the triumphs of his grace! My gracious Master and my God, assist me to proclaim, to spread through all the earth abroad the honors of thy name. Jesus! the name that charms our fears, that bids our sorrows cease; 'tis music in the sinner's ears, 'tis life, and health, and peace.

Come to earth to taste our sadness, He whose glories knew no end. By His life He brings us gladness, our Redeemer, Shepherd, Friend. Leaving riches without number, born within a cattle stall. This, the everlasting wonder, Christ was born the Lord of all.

Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice; Rejoice, again, I say rejoice.

Lo! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand. Secure, insensible.

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child; Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild...

Hark the herald angels sing 'Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled' Joyful, all ye nations rise Join the triumph of the skies With the angelic host proclaim: 'Christ is born in Bethlehem' Hark! The herald angels sing 'Glory to the newborn King!'

He left His Father's throne above, (So free, so infinite His grace!) Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam's helpless race.

Forth in thy name,O Lord, I go, My daily labour to pursue. Thee, only thee, resolved to know, In all I think or speak or do.

When summoned hence to thine eternal sleep, Oh, may'st thou smile while all around thee weep.

My soul is all an aching void.

Hail the day that sees Him rise, Ravished from our wistful eyes! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Re-ascends His native heaven. There the glorious triumph waits, Lift your heads, eternal gates! Wide unfold the radiant scene, Take the King of glory in!

How few young men realize that their success in life depends more upon what they are than upon what they know. It is self-esteem that has brought the race this far.

I feel a strong immortal hope, which bears my mournful spirit up beneath its mountain load; redeemed from death, and grief, and pain, I soon shall find my [child] again within the arms of God.

Let us unite the two so long divided, knowledge and vital piety.

... me He now delights to spare.

One family--we dwell in Him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death.

A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify; A never dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky.

Our children will grow up confused, not respecting the Bible or anything else that is sacred.

In Fellowship; alone To God, with Faith, draw near, Approach His Courts, besiege His Throne With all the power of Prayer.

The wisdom coming from above, the faith that sweetly works by love.

Christ the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say. Raise your joys and triumphs high; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.

To God your every Want In instant Prayer display, Pray always; Pray, and never faint; Pray, without ceasing, Pray.

Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove, brood o'er our nature's night; on our disordered spirits move, and let there now be light.

Joyful, all ye nations, rise. Join the triumph of the skies. With angelic hosts proclaim "Christ is born in Bethlehem!

Jesus weeps and loves me still.

Arise, my soul, arise; shake off thy guilty fears; The bleeding sacrifice in my behalf appears: Before the throne my surety stands, Before the throne my surety stands, my name is written on His hands.

The person who bears and suffers evils with meekness and silence is the sum of a Christian man.

Be friends of everyone. Be enemies of no-one

Keep us little and unknown, prized and loved by God alone.

Christ, by highest heaven adored. Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity! Pleased as Man with man to dwell; Jesus, our Immanuel!

And all things as they change proclaim The Lord eternally the same.

Jesus, Thou art all compassion, pure unbounded love Thou art; Visit us with Thy salvation, enter every trembling heart.

Come, thou long expected Jesus, born to set thy people free; from our fears and sins release us; let us find our rest in thee. Israel's strength and consolation, hope of all the earth thou art, dear desire of every nation, joy of every longing heart.

Not from his head was woman took, As made her husband to o'erlook; Not from his feet, as one designed The footstool of the stronger kind; But fashioned for himself, a bride; An equal, taken from his side.

Amazing Love! how can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

O for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer's praise, the glories of my God and King, the triumphs of his grace!

Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born king.

Peace on earth, and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled.

The Bible must be the invention either of good men or angels, bad men or devils, or of God. However, it was not written by good men, because good men would not tell lies by saying 'Thus saith the Lord;' it was not written by bad men because they would not write about doing good duty, while condemning sin, and themselves to hell; thus, it must be written by divine inspiration