Charles Wesley

“ The Length, and Breadth, I never saw,
And Heighth of Love Divine.
Where am I now, or what my Hope?
What can my Weakness do?
Jesu! to Thee my Soul looks up,
'Tis Thou must make it new.
Thine is the Work, and Thine alone. ”

“ And thus from Works I cease:
I strive, and see my fruitless Pain,
'Till GOD create my Peace.
Fruitless, 'till Thou Thyself impart,
Must all my Efforts prove:
They cannot change a sinful Heart,
They cannot purchase Love. ”