Where shall my wondering soul begin? <br />How shall I all to heaven aspire? <br />A slave redeemed from death and sin, <br />A brand plucked from eternal fire, <br />How shall I equal triumphs raise, <br />Or sing my great Deliverer's praise? <br /> <br />O how shall I the goodness tell, <br />Father, which thou to me hast showed? <br />That I, a child of wrath and hell, <br />I should be called a child of God, <br />Should know, should feel my sins forgiven, <br />Blest with this antepast of heaven! <br /> <br />And shall I slight my Father's love? <br />Or basely fear his gifts to own? <br />Unmindful of his favours prove? <br />Shall I, the hallowed cross to shun, <br />Refuse his righteousness to impart, <br />By hiding it within my heart? <br /> <br />No! though the ancient dragon rage, <br />And call forth all his host to war, <br />Though earth's self-righteous sons engage <br />Them and their god alike I dare; <br />Jesus, the sinner's friend, proclaim; <br />Jesus, to sinners still the same. <br /> <br />Outcasts of men, to you I call, <br />Harlots, and publicans, and thieves! <br />He spreads his arms to embrace you all; <br />Sinners alone his grace receives; <br />No need of him the righteous have; <br />He came the lost to seek and save. <br /> <br />Come, O my guilty brethren, come, <br />Groaning beneath your load of sin, <br />His bleeding heart shall make you room, <br />His open side shall take you in; <br />He calls you now, invites you home; <br />Come, O my guilty brethren, come! <br /> <br />For you the purple current flowed <br />In pardons from his wounded side, <br />Languished for you the eternal God, <br />For you the Prince of glory died: <br />Believe, and all your sin's forgiven; <br />Only believe, and yours is heaven!<br /><br />John Wesley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-xxx-where-shall-my-wondering-soul-begin/
