FOR THE CHURCH OF ENGLAND
1 TILL then preserve the faithful seed,
The remnant left in Britain’s land,
The desolate Church, whose cause we plead,
In whose defence we firmly stand,
Her breaches mourn, her burdens bear
In all the agony of prayer.
2 Jesus, her ruinous walls rebuild,
And let them with Thy praise resound;
With peace her palaces be fill’d,
Plenty be in her temples found,
Plenty of unbought milk and wine,
Fulness of living Bread Divine.
3 Her slumbering guides and watchmen rouse,
And on her rising ramparts place;
Give them a voice to shake Thy house,
The rocks to break, the dead to raise,
To bring them up from nature’s grave,
And the whole house of Israel save.
4 For this Thou hear’st Thy Spirit groan,
O that Thou wouldst Thy power display,
Divide the heavens, and come down,
Convert our nation in a day,
And spread our faith through earth abroad,
And fill the universe with God!
John Wesley and Charles Wesley, The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley (ed. G. Osborn; vol. 6; London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), 114.