Charles Wesley quotes:

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

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!

No Condemnation now I dread,Jesus, and all in Him, is mineAlive in Him, my Living Head,And clothed in Righteousness Divine,Bold I approach th' eternal Throne,And claim the Crown, through Christ my own

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

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

God is gone up on high with a triumphant noise.

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild...

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.

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

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

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

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.

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.

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!'

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

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.

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.

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

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

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.

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.

Be friends of everyone. Be enemies of no-one

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God buries His workmen but carries on His work.

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

... me He now delights to spare.

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

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.

My soul is all an aching void.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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