The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
LII.
[Jesus, Thou Son of Mary]
Jesus, Thou Son of Mary,
Thou Son of the Most-High,
Lo, at Thy feet I tarry,
And on Thy truth rely;
In awful expectation
Of my distressing hour,
I look for Thy salvation,
For all Thy mercy's power.
Thou Son of the Most-High,
Lo, at Thy feet I tarry,
And on Thy truth rely;
In awful expectation
Of my distressing hour,
I look for Thy salvation,
For all Thy mercy's power.
On Thee my Health in sickness
My feeble soul is stay'd,
Thy strength in human weakness
Is perfectly display'd:
Thou never wilt forsake me
Who on Thy love depend,
But to Thy bosom take me
Till pain with life shall end.
My feeble soul is stay'd,
Thy strength in human weakness
Is perfectly display'd:
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Who on Thy love depend,
But to Thy bosom take me
Till pain with life shall end.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||