1 See how great a flame aspires,
  
Kindled by a spark of grace!
  
Jesus' love the nations fires,
  
Sets the kingdoms on a blaze;
  
To bring fire on earth He came,
  
Kindled in some hearts it is;
  
O that all might catch the flame,
  
All partake the glorious bliss!
2 When He first the work begun,
  
Small and feeble was His day;
  
Now the word doth swiftly run,
  
Now it wins its widening way;
  
More and more it spreads and grows,
  
Ever mighty to prevail,
  
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows,
  
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
3 Saw ye not the cloud arise,
  
Little as a human hand
  
Now it spreads along the skies,
  
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land;
  
Lo! the promise of a shower
  
Drops already from above;
  
But the Lord will shortly pour
  
All the Spirit of His love!
                        
Charles Wesley
                        
The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition
<idle musing>
  As usual for a Wesley hymn, there is another verse:
3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise!</idle musing>
He the door hath opened wide;
He hath given the word of grace,
Jesus' word is glorified;
Jesus, mighty to redeem,
He alone the work hath wrought;
Worthy is the work of Him,
Him who spake a world from nought.
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