Otia Sacra Optima Fides [by Mildmay Fane] |
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My Penthouse against the Storm of Grief, occasioned upon the Death of a dear Friend.
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My Penthouse against the Storm of Grief, occasioned upon the Death of a dear Friend.
O how the Blasts
Temptation Casts
Against my Naked Ston,
Threaten Subversion;
Sithence the Decree of late was Thine
To take away My Sheltring Vine!
Temptation Casts
Against my Naked Ston,
Threaten Subversion;
Sithence the Decree of late was Thine
To take away My Sheltring Vine!
Well, let them blow,
Break clouds and rain,
Their Gusts and Show'rs in vain;
For Confident I am,
My Gratious God upholds the Frame,
Whilst I the Olive Sprouts see grow.
Break clouds and rain,
Their Gusts and Show'rs in vain;
For Confident I am,
My Gratious God upholds the Frame,
Whilst I the Olive Sprouts see grow.
Thus to my Hart
I may impart
Th' assurance of a Peace,
Wherein such Trials cease
If Patience-born; that Fear is good
When it withstands ill, not of ill withstood.
I may impart
Th' assurance of a Peace,
Wherein such Trials cease
If Patience-born; that Fear is good
When it withstands ill, not of ill withstood.
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