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Charles Wesley

Charles Wesley

Charles Wesley (1707 - 1788)

Was an English hymn writer, poet, and preacher who wrote over 5,500 hymns including And Can It Be That I Should Gain?, O for a Thousand Tongues to Sing, and Hark! the Herald Angels Sing. A leader of the Methodist movement with his brother John Wesley.

Wesley's conversion had a clear impact on his doctrine, especially the doctrine of the Holy Spirit. The change in doctrine can be seen in his sermons after 1738, but is most notable in his hymns written after 1738. From Charles published work “Hymns and Prayers to the Trinity” and in Hymn number 62 he writes “The Holy Ghost in part we know, For with us He resides, Our whole of good to Him we owe, Whom by His grace he guides, He doth our virtuous thoughts inspire, The evil he averts, And every seed of good desire, He planted in our hearts.”


Charles Wesley is best known for his prolific hymn writing, his poetry and for being one of the founding fathers of the Methodist denomination of Christianity. He wrote more than six thousand hymns, of which a handful remain in modern day worship.

John and Charles Wesley's Methodist style was to take the word of God to people, wherever they were, rather than try to get them into a church to hear it. The numbers of converts grew and were gathered into 'societies' to nurture their faith.

With their helpers they began their travelling ministry, covering thousands of miles on horseback over the years throughout England and in Scotland, Wales and Ireland, with London, Bristol, and Newcastle being the main centres of their work.

The high-intensity preaching took its toll on Charles; he suffered from nervous exhaustion and severe depression. He was 80 when he died on 29th March 1788. With his famous carol Hark the Herald Angels Sing heard everywhere from cathedrals to supermarkets, the legacy of Charles Wesley is likely to continue for years to come.

      Charles Wesley was an English leader of the Methodist movement, son of Anglican clergyman and poet Samuel Wesley, the younger brother of Anglican clergyman John Wesley and Anglican clergyman Samuel Wesley (the Younger), and father of musician Samuel Wesley, and grandfather of musician Samuel Sebastian Wesley.

      Despite their closeness, Charles and his brother John did not always agree on questions relating to their beliefs. In particular, Charles was strongly opposed to the idea of a breach with the Church of England into which they had been ordained. Charles Wesley is chiefly remembered for the many hymns he wrote. He founded Wesley Chapel in the village of Brayton, which is just south of Selby. His house, located nearby, can still be visited today.

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Charles Wesley

HOW happy are the little flock

1HOW happy are the little flock, Who, safe beneath their guardian Rock, In all commotions rest! When war's and tumult's waves run high, Removed above the storm they lie, They lodge in Jesu's breast. 2Such happiness, O Lord, have we, By mercy gathered into thee, Before the floods descend: And while t... Read More
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HOW happy are we Who in Jesus agree To expect his return from above!

1HOW happy are we Who in Jesus agree To expect his return from above! We sit under our Vine, And delightfully join In the praise of his excellent love. 2How pleasant and sweet, In his name when we meet, Is his fruit to our spiritual taste! We are banqueting here On angelical cheer, And the joys that... Read More
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HOW happy is the pilgrim's lot! How free from every anxious thought

1HOW happy is the pilgrim's lot! How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear! Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2This happiness in part is mine, Already saved from self-design, From every creature-love; Blest with the ... Read More
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HOW happy, gracious Lord! are we Divinely drawn to follow thee

1HOW happy, gracious Lord! are we Divinely drawn to follow thee, Whose hours divided are Betwixt the mount and multitude; Our day is spent in doing good, Our night in praise and prayer. 2With us no melancholy void, No period lingers unemployed, Or unimproved, below; Our weariness of life is gone, Wh... Read More
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HOW long wilt thou forget me, Lord Wilt thou for ever hide thy face Leave me unchanged

1HOW long wilt thou forget me, Lord Wilt thou for ever hide thy face Leave me unchanged, and unrestored, An alien from the life of grace 2How long shall l inquire within, And seek thee in my heart, in vain, Vexed with the dire remains of sin, Galled with the tyrant's iron chain 3How long shall Satan... Read More
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How lovely are thy tents, O Lord! Where'er thou choosest to record Thy name

1How lovely are thy tents, O Lord! Where'er thou choosest to record Thy name, or place thy house of prayer, My soul outflies the angel-choir, And faints, o'erpowered with strong desire, To meet thy special presence there. 2Happy the men to whom 'tis given To dwell within that gate of heaven, And in ... Read More
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HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!

1HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are! With strong desire my spirit faints To meet the assemblies of thy saints. 2Blest are the saints that sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 3Blest are t... Read More
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HOW shall a lost sinner in pain Recover his forfeited peace

1HOW shall a lost sinner in pain Recover his forfeited peace When brought into bondage again, What hope of a second release Will mercy itself be so kind To spare such a rebel as me And O! can I possibly find Such plenteous redemption in thee 2O Jesus! of thee I inquire, If still thou art able to sav... Read More
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HOW shall I walk my God to please

1HOW shall I walk my God to please, And spread content and happiness O'er all beneath my care A pattern to my household give, And as a guardian angel live, As Jesu's messenger 2The opposite extremes I see, Remissness and severity, And know not how to shun The precipice on either hand, While in the n... Read More
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HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear!

1HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3Dear name! the Rock on which I build, My shield, and ... Read More
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HOW weak the thoughts, and vain, Of self-deluding men!

1HOW weak the thoughts, and vain, Of self-deluding men! Men who, fixed to earth alone, Think their houses shall endure, Fondly call their lands their own, To their distant heirs secure. 2How happy then are we, Who build, O Lord, on thee What can our foundation shock Though the shattered earth remove... Read More
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I AND my house will serve the Lord

1I AND my house will serve the Lord: But first obedient to his word I must myself appear; By actions, words, and tempers show, That I my heavenly Master know, And serve with heart sincere. 2I must the fair example set; From those that on my pleasure wait The stumbling-block remove; Their duty by my ... Read More
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I ASK the gift of righteousness, The sin-subduing power

1I ASK the gift of righteousness, The sin-subduing power, Power to believe, and go in peace, And never grieve thee more. 2I ask the blood-bought pardon sealed, The liberty from sin, The grace infused, the love revealed, The kingdom fixed within. 3Thou hear'st me for salvation pray, Thou seest my hea... Read More
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I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me

1I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me; A token of his love he gives, A pledge of liberty. 2I find him lifting up my head, He brings salvation near, His presence makes me free indeed, And he will soon appear. 3He wills that I should holy be, What can withstand his will The counsel of ... Read More
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I LONG to behold Him arrayed With glory and light from above

1I LONG to behold Him arrayed With glory and light from above, The King in his beauty displayed, His beauty of holiest love: I languish and sigh to be there, Where Jesus hath fixed his abode; O when shall we meet in the air, And fly to the mountain of God! 2With him I on Zion shall stand, (For Jesus... Read More
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I PRAISE thee, Lord, who o'er my foes Hast raised my head in triumph high

1I PRAISE thee, Lord, who o'er my foes Hast raised my head in triumph high, Not slow to mark my secret woes, Not deaf to my desponding cry. I praise thee, Lord; my heart was faint, My feet were sinking to the grave, But thou wast nigh to hear my plaint, To hear, to heal me, and to save. 2A moment, a... Read More
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I SEEM desirous to repent, But cannot without thee Soften this hard heart

1I SEEM desirous to repent, But cannot without thee Soften this hard heart, or lament My own obduracy; Gladly I would thy word believe, My dear Redeemer know, But neither can rejoice, nor grieve, Till thou the power bestow. 2I would more sensibly distressed, Throughout this evil day Struggle to utte... Read More
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I SOON shall hear thy quickening voice

1I SOON shall hear thy quickening voice, Shall always pray, give thanks, rejoice; (This is thy will and faithful word) My Spirit meek, my will resigned, Lowly as thine shall be my mind, The servant shall be as his Lord. 2Already, Lord, I feel thy power; Preserved from evil every hour, My great Prese... Read More
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I THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God

1I THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, To wash me in thy cleansing blood, To dwell within thy wounds; then pain Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 2Take my poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all but thee! Seal thou my breast, and let me we; That pledge of love for ever there! 3How blest ar... Read More
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I Want a Principle Within

1. I want a principle within of watchful, godly fear, a sensibility of sin, a pain to feel it near. I want the first approach to feel of pride or wrong desire, to catch the wandering of my will, and quench the kindling fire. 2. From thee that I no more may stray, no more thy goodness grieve, grant m... Read More

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