Father, Saviour of mankind, <br />Who hast on me bestowed <br />An immortal soul, designed <br />To be the house of God; <br />Come, and now reside in me, <br />Never, never to remove; <br />Make me just and good, like thee, <br />And full of power and love. <br /> <br />Bid me in thy image rise, <br />A saint, a creature new, <br />True, and merciful, and wise, <br />And pure, and happy too. <br />This thy primitive design, <br />That I should in thee be blest, <br />Should within the arms divine <br />For ever, ever rest. <br /> <br />Let thy will on me be done; <br />Fulfil my heart's desire, <br />Thee to know and love alone, <br />And rise in raptures higher; <br />Thee, descending on a cloud, <br />When with ravished eyes I see, <br />Then I shall be filled with God <br />To all eternity!<br /><br />John Wesley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-xviii-father-saviour-of-mankind/
