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The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
ON HIS WIFE'S SICKNESS. [1751.]
See, gracious Lord, with pitying eyes,
Low at Thy feet a sufferer lies,
Thy fatherly chastisement proves,
And sick she is whom Jesus loves.
Low at Thy feet a sufferer lies,
Thy fatherly chastisement proves,
And sick she is whom Jesus loves.
Thy angels plant around her bed,
And let Thy hand support her head;
Thy power her pain to joy convert,
Thy love revive her drooping heart.
And let Thy hand support her head;
Thy power her pain to joy convert,
Thy love revive her drooping heart.
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Thy love her soul and body heal,
And let her every moment feel
The' atoning blood by faith applied,
The balm that drops from Jesu's side.
And let her every moment feel
The' atoning blood by faith applied,
The balm that drops from Jesu's side.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||