Emmanuel! (14)

Come, Desire of Nations, come,
Fix in us Thy humble Home,
Rise, the Woman’s Conqu’ring Seed,
Bruise in us the Serpent’s Head.
Now display Thy saving Pow’r,
Ruin’d Nature now restore,
Now in Mystic Union join
Thine to ours, and ours to Thine.

Hark how all the Welkin rings,
“Glory to the Kings of Kings”!

—Charles Wesley, “Hark! How All the Welkin Rings” (now “Hark! the Herald Angels Sing”) (1739)

Heart Surgery

O for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free,
A heart that’s sprinkled with the blood
So freely shed for me.

A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer’s throne,
Where only Christ is heart to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.

A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true and clean,
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within.

A heart in every thought renewed
And full of love divine,
Perfect and right and pure and good—
A copy, Lord, of thine.

Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart.
Come quickly from above.
Write Thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new, best name of love.

—Charles Wesley (1707-1788)

Triune Praise

Father, in Whom we live, in Whom we are and move,
The glory, power and praise receive for Thy creating love.
Let all the angel throng give thanks to God on high,
While earth repeats the joyful song and echoes to the sky.

Incarnate Deity, let all the ransomed race
Render in thanks their lives to Thee for Thy redeeming grace.
The grace to sinners showed ye heavenly choirs proclaim,
And cry “Salvation to our God, salvation to the Lamb!”

Spirit of Holiness, let all Thy saints adore
Thy sacred energy, and bless Thine heart renewing power.
Not angel tongues can tell Thy love’s ecstatic height,
The glorious joy unspeakable the beatific sight.

Eternal, Triune God, let all the hosts above,
Let all on earth below record and dwell upon Thy love.
When heaven and earth are fled before Thy glorious face,
Sing all the saints Thy love hath made Thine everlasting praise.

—Charles Wesley (1747) (can be sung to the tune of “Crown Him with Many Crowns”)

Some Rich Last Verses to Add to “Come Thou Fount”

A couple of options:

1. The last verse of “Love Divine, All Loves Excelling” by Charles Wesley (same meter, works fine) 

Finish then Thy new creation, pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see Thy great salvation perfectly restored in Thee:
Change from glory into glory, till in heav’n we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before Thee, lost in wonder love and praise. [I especially like that last phrase]

2. A new verse penned by Bob Kauflin:

Oh that day when freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face;
Full arrayed in blood-washed linen
How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace.
Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,
Bring Thy promises to pass;
For I know Thy pow’r will keep me
Till I’m home with Thee at last.