All that pass by, To Jesus draw near, He utters a cry, Ye sinners, give ear! From hell to retrieve you He spreads out his hands; Now, now to receive you, He graciously stands.…
During the 18th century the Wesley family were at the forefront of the new Methodist movement which was effectively an offshoot of the Anglican church. Charles Wesley’s own father was an Anglican clergyman. Many attribute the rise of the Methodist church to his brother, John Wesley, but it is likely that they could claim equal responsibility for it. It is interesting though that Charles opposed his brother on many issues, mostly relating to the breakaway from the Church of England. It is probably for this reason that John Wesley became more famous as the great Wesleyan reformer. Charles Wesley was born in the small village of Epworth in North Lincolnshire, in December 1707. The bulk of his education though was obtained much further south, at Westminster School in London and then Christ Church College, Oxford. While reading classical literature and languages, and gaining a Masters’ degree, he set up the “Oxford Methodist” group in 1727. His brother John more or less took over the running of it two years later. Six years later both had joined the ministry and set sail for the American colonies hoping to spread the word amongst the people of Georgia. After a year Charles took up the post of garrison chaplain at Fort Frederica, St. Simon’s Island but failed to make an impression on his parishioners. By August of 1736 he was sailing back to England, never again to return to American shores. Charles was a prolific writer of poetry, many of which became hymns to be sung in churches worldwide. In fact there was a survey carried out in the 19th century to discover the best of all the hymns written for Anglican Communion churches around the world and the so-called “Great Four Anglican Hymns” were named. Two of these four were penned by Charles Wesley: Hark! The Herald Angels Sing and Lo! He Comes With Clouds Descending. Charles lived and worked for most of his life in two main locations. Firstly he was minister at the New Room Chapel in Bristol and he lived in a house nearby. He also spent a good number of years in the Marylebone area of west London and had an obvious affection for the St Marylebone Parish Church. In keeping with his earlier disputes with brother John over the move away from the Church of England, Charles wanted to let the rector of his local church know that he still considered himself a follower and believer in the old faith. Just before he died he wrote to him: As requested, he was indeed buried there. Wesley left it relatively late in life to marry. He was 42 when he married a woman nearly 20 years younger and she bore him eight children. Unfortunately only three of them lived beyond infancy. She spent much of her time supporting her husband on his travels around the country spreading the evangelical word. Charles grew tired of the travelling though and concentrated his efforts on writing while living either in Bristol or London. In all he was responsible for thousands of published hymns and many are still sung today, some three hundred years later. His words have been translated into many other languages. The Methodist hymn booked called Hymns and Psalms contains a lot of his work such as O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing, And Can It Be, and O For a Trumpet Voice. Here are the first three verses of Thousand Tongues: Charles Wesley died in March 1788 at the age of 80.
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Come, sinners, to the gospel feast, Let every soul be Jesu's guest; Ye need not one be left behind, For God hath bidden all mankind.…
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.…
Hark, how all the welkin rings, "Glory to the King of kings; Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconcil'd!"…
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child; Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to Thee.…
Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh! ('Tis God invites the fallen race) Mercy and free salvation buy; Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace.…
My God! I know, I feel thee mine, And will not quit my claim Till all I have is lost in thine, And all renewed I am.…
What could your Redeemer do More than he hath done for you? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood?…
God, the offended God most high, Ambassadors to rebels sends; His messengers his place supply, And Jesus begs us to be friends.…
Come, ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, While ye surround his throne:…
Happy soul that free from harms Rests within his Shepherd's arms! Who his quiet shall molest? Who shall violate his rest?…
Happy the man that finds the grace, The blessing of God's chosen race, The wisdom coming from above, The faith that sweetly works by love.…
Rejoice evermore With angels above, In Jesus's power, In Jesus's love: With glad exultation Your triumph proclaim, Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb.…
Happy the souls to Jesus joined, And saved by grace alone, Walking in all his ways they find Their heaven on earth begun.…
Happy the souls that first believed, To Jesus and each other cleaved, Joined by the unction from above In mystic fellowship of love.…
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