Author
Charles Wesley
Original articles in total: 3Articles in this language: 3
Articles
Wrestling Jacob
Come, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see; My company before is gone, With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. I need not tell thee who I am, My misery and sin…
By Charles Wesley (1742)
Primitive Christianity
HAPPY the souls who first believed, To Jesus and each other cleaved, Join’d by the unction from above, In mystic fellowship of love! Meek, simple followers of the Lamb, They lived and spake and thought the same; Brake…
Primitive Christianity
HAPPY the souls who first believed, To Jesus and each other cleaved, Joined by the unction from above, In mystic fellowship of love! Meek, simple followers of the Lamb, They lived and spake and thought the same; Brake…
