Quotes from Charles Wesley

Hark! the herald angels singGlory to the newborn King;Peace on earth, and mercy mild,God and sinners reconciled!Joyful all ye nations rise,Join the triumph of the skies;With th' angelic host proclaimChrist is born in Bethlehem.

Jesus, lover of my soul,Let me to Thy bosom fly,While the waters nearer roll,While the tempest still is high;Hide me, O my Savior, hide,Till the storm of life is past;Safe into the haven glide,O receive my soul at last.

Hark the herald angels sing "Glory to the new-born king." Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled!

One family--we dwell in Him, One church above, beneath, Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of death.