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CHAPTER XIV. The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
372.
[Jesus, the church redeem'd by Thee]
The ship was now in the midst of the sea, &c.
—xiv. 24.
Jesus, the church redeem'd by Thee,
A ship in a tempestuous sea,
Encompass'd with the world it lies,
While endless storms and troubles rise:
We tremble, by the billows toss'd,
And fear to be for ever lost.
A ship in a tempestuous sea,
Encompass'd with the world it lies,
While endless storms and troubles rise:
We tremble, by the billows toss'd,
And fear to be for ever lost.
Yet, when in faith the storm we bear,
The persecuting wind is fair,
When most it fills our hearts with dread,
It brings the Saviour to our aid,
It drives us swifter to His breast,
Our haven of eternal rest.
The persecuting wind is fair,
When most it fills our hearts with dread,
It brings the Saviour to our aid,
It drives us swifter to His breast,
Our haven of eternal rest.
CHAPTER XIV. The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||