Come, Lord, from above, the mountains remove

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Come, Lord, from above, the mountains remove is a hymn by Charles Wesley, originally published as 'Hymn V' on pp6-7 of Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ, London: Strahan, 1747. It was subsequently republished, with minor alterations, as Hymn 558 in A Collection of Hymns, for the use of the People called Methodists.

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Text as given in Hymns for Those that Seek and Those that Have Redemption (1747)

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1  Come, Lord, from above,
The mountains remove,
Overturn all that hinders the course of thy love;
My bosom inspire,
Inkindle the fire,
And wrap my whole soul in the flames of desire:

2  I languish and pine
For the comfort divine:
O when shall I say, my beloved is mine!
I have chose the good part,
My portion thou art,
O love, I have found thee, O God, in my heart!

3  For this my heart sighs,
Nothing else can suffice:
How, Lord, shall I purchase the pearl of great price?
It cannot be bought:
And thou know'st I have nought,
Not an action, a word, or a truly good thought.

4  But I hear a voice say,
Without money ye may
Receive it, whoever have nothing to pay:
Who on Jesus relies,
Without money or price
The pearl of forgiveness and holiness buys.

5  The blessing is free:
So, Lord, let it be;
I yield that thy love should be given to me.
I freely receive
What thou freely dost give,
And consent in thy love, in thy Eden, to live.

6  The gift I embrace,
The giver I praise,
And ascribe my salvation to Jesus's grace:
It comes from above,
The foretaste I prove,
And I soon shall receive all thy fulness of love.

Text as given in A Collection of Hymns, for the use of the People called Methodists

English.png English text

1  Come, Lord, from above,
The mountains remove;
Overturn all that hinders the course of thy love.
My bosom inspire,
Inkindle the fire,
And wrap my whole soul in the flames of desire.

2  I languish and pine
For the comfort divine;
O when shall I say, My Beloved is mine!
I have chos'n the good part;
My portion thou art,
O Love; let me find thee, O God, in my heart.

3  For this my heart sighs:
Nothing else can suffice;
How, Lord, can I purchase the pearl of great price?
It cannot be bought,
And thou know'st I have nought,
Not an action, a word, or a truly good thought.

4  But I hear a voice say,
"Without money ye may
Receive it, whoever have nothing to pay:
Who on Jesus relies,
Without money or price,
The pearl of forgiveness and holiness buys:

5  The blessing is free:"
So, Lord, let it be;
I yield that thy love should be given to me.
I freely receive
What thou freely dost give,
And consent in thy love, in thy Eden, to live.

6  The gift I embrace;
The Giver I praise;
And ascribe my salvation to Jesus's grace:
It comes from above;
The foretaste I prove;
And I soon shall receive all the fulness of love.
 

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