I am doing a paper on Charles Wesley's hymnody. Bear with me, as you will probably be getting some healthy doses of Charles Wesley hymns in the coming weeks. They just don't write them like this anymore. (If you don't believe me, compare what's below to "Shine, Jesus, Shine!")
Hymn 22 by Charles Wesley
from A Collection of Hymns for the use of the People they call Methodists by John Wesley.
1 Behold the Saviour of Mankind
nail'd to the shameful tree!
How vast the love the him inclin'd
to bleed and die for thee!
2 Hark, how he groans! while nature shakes,
and Earth's strong pillars bend,
The Temple's veil in sunder breaks;
The solid marbles rend.
3 'Tis done! the precious ransom paid;
"Receive my soul," he cries:
see where he bows his sacred head!
He bows his head and dies!
4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain,
and in full glory shine:
Oh Lamb of God, was ever pain,
was ever love like thine?