"And can it be, that I should gain An Int'rest in the Saviour’s blood! Dy'd He for Me? ---- who caus'd his Pain! For Me? ---- who him to Death pursu'd! Amazing Love!  how can it be That Thou, my GOD shouldst die for Me?"
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Wesley J and Wesley C (1743), "Hymns and Sacred Poems", 4th edition, page 78, at archive.org. Wikisource Full text.
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Charles Wesley
Charles Wesley (18 December 1707 – 29 March 1788) was a leader of the Methodist movement, the younger brother of John Wesley. Despite their closeness, Charles and his brother did not always agree on questions relating to their beliefs. In particular, Charles was strongly opposed to the idea of a breach with the Church of England into which they had been ordained. Charles Wesley is chiefly remembered for the many hymns he wrote.
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