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![]() | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ![]() |
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[Jesus to Thee I would look up]
Jesus to Thee I would look up
Toss'd in a storm of passion,
Thou art the Anchor of my hope,
Thou art my strong Salvation;
Pity and save a soul distress'd
Till I the port recover,
O that I in Thy wounds might rest,
Till all the storm is over.
Toss'd in a storm of passion,
Thou art the Anchor of my hope,
Thou art my strong Salvation;
Pity and save a soul distress'd
Till I the port recover,
O that I in Thy wounds might rest,
Till all the storm is over.
Great is the storm that works within,
Jesus's grace is greater;
Thou art above the power of sin,
Thou art my great Creator:
Speak, and at Thy supreme command
Trouble and sin shall leave me;
Stir up Thy strength, stretch out Thy hand,
Say “It is I,” and save me.
Jesus's grace is greater;
Thou art above the power of sin,
Thou art my great Creator:
Speak, and at Thy supreme command
Trouble and sin shall leave me;
Stir up Thy strength, stretch out Thy hand,
Say “It is I,” and save me.
Give me this hour Thy help to find,
Show me Thy great salvation,
So will I sing to all mankind,
In loving admiration,
O what a Man, a God, is this!
Nature is still before Him;
Lo at His word the winds and seas
Suddenly calm'd adore Him.
Show me Thy great salvation,
So will I sing to all mankind,
In loving admiration,
O what a Man, a God, is this!
Nature is still before Him;
Lo at His word the winds and seas
Suddenly calm'd adore Him.
![]() | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ![]() |