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C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Eternal Beam of Light Divine

By Charles Wesley (1707–1788)

ETERNAL Beam of Light divine,

Fountain of unexhausted love,

In whom the Father’s glories shine,

Through earth beneath and heaven above;

Jesus, the weary wanderer’s rest,

Give me thy easy yoke to bear;

With steadfast patience arm my breast,

With spotless love and lowly fear.

Thankful I take the cup from thee,

Prepared and mingled by thy skill;

Though bitter to the taste it be,

Powerful the wounded soul to heal.

Be thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh!

So shall each murmuring thought be gone,

And grief, and fear, and care shall fly,

As clouds before the midday sun.

Speak to my warring passions, “Peace”;

Say to my trembling heart, “Be still”;

Thy power my strength and fortress is,

For all things serve thy sovereign will.

O Death! where is thy sting? Where now

Thy boasted victory, O Grave?

Who shall contend with God? or who

Can hurt whom God delights to save?