"Author of faith, to thee I cry,
To thee, who wouldst not have me die,
But know the truth and live;
Open mine eyes to see thy face,
Work in my heart the saving grace,
The life eternal give.
I know the work is only Thine-
The gift of faith is all divine;
But if on thee we call
Thou will the benefit bestow,
And give us hearts to feel and know
That thou hast died for all.
Thou bidst us knock, and enter in,
Come unto thee, and rest from sin,
The blessing seek and find;
Thou bidst us ask thy grace, and have;
Thou canst, thou wouldst, this moment save
Both me, and all mankind."
- Charles Wesley