The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
2.
[Such is my soul, confused and void]
The earth was without form, and void, &c.
—i. 2.
Such is my soul, confused and void,
With darkness palpable o'erspread,
Stripp'd of the living form of God,
Fallen, emphatically dead,
Till the eternal Spirit move,
And raise again the spark of love.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||