Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли)

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God, the offended God most high,
Ambassadors to rebels sends;
His messengers his place supply,
And Jesus begs us to be friends.

Us, in the stead of Christ, they pray,
Us, in the stead of God, intreat,
To cast our arms, our sins, away,
And find forgiveness at his feet.

Our God in Christ! thine embassy,
And proffered mercy, we embrace;
And gladly reconciled to thee,
Thy condescending goodness praise.

Poor debtors, by our Lord's request
A full acquittance we receive!
And criminals, with pardon blest,
We, at our Judge's instance, live!

1. Come, O My Soul, the Call Obey
2. Come, Thou Long-expected Jesus
3. Father of Ev­er­last­ing Grace
4. Happy the Souls That First Believed
5. Jesus, We Look to Thee

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