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II. |
III. |
IV. |
V. |
II. |
I. |
II. |
CXL. |
CXLI. |
CXLII. |
CXLIII. |
CXLIV. |
CXLV. |
CXLVI. |
CXLVII. |
CXLVIII. |
CXLIX. |
CL. |
CLI. |
CLII. |
CLIII. |
CLIV. |
CLV. |
CLVI. |
CLVII. |
CLVIII. |
CLIX. |
CLX. |
CLXVI. |
CLXVII. |
CLXXI. |
CLXXII. |
CLXXIII. |
CLXXIV. |
CLXXV. |
CLXXVI. |
CLXXVII. |
CLXXVIII. |
CLXXIX. |
CLXXX. |
CLXXXI. |
CLXXXII. |
CLXXXIII. |
CLXXXIV. |
CLXXXV. |
CLXXXVI. |
CLXXXVII. |
CLXXXVIII. |
CLXXXIX. |
CXC. |
CCXLVI. |
VI. |
VII. |
VIII. |
IX. |
X. |
XI. |
XII. |
XIII. |
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
XXXIV.
[Lord, I the messengers receive]
Lord, I the messengers receive,
And firmly their report believe,
Who by Thy order testify
Of judgment and salvation nigh:
Hunted by all the faithless race,
They here shall find a hiding-place,
And till the storm is turn'd aside,
Secure beneath my roof abide.
And firmly their report believe,
Who by Thy order testify
Of judgment and salvation nigh:
Hunted by all the faithless race,
They here shall find a hiding-place,
And till the storm is turn'd aside,
Secure beneath my roof abide.
My love they amply will repay,
If I their warning voice obey,
Hang out the covenanted sign,
The sacred red, the blood Divine;
Then, though Thy plagues our land o'erflow,
And lay our lofty cities low,
No evil shall I feel, or dread,
Protected by the scarlet thread.
If I their warning voice obey,
Hang out the covenanted sign,
The sacred red, the blood Divine;
Then, though Thy plagues our land o'erflow,
And lay our lofty cities low,
No evil shall I feel, or dread,
Protected by the scarlet thread.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||