Religion
Afterwards
From Hymns and Sacred Poems (1749) · Osborn ed., vol. 5 (1869)
Who that trusted in the Lord
Was ever put to shame?
Live, by heaven and earth adored,
Thou all-victorious Lamb:
Thou hast magnified Thy power,
Thou in my defence hast stood,
Kept my soul in danger's hour,
And arm'd me with Thy blood.
Satan's slaves against me rose,
And sought my life to slay;
Thou hast baffled all my foes,
And spoil'd them of their prey;
Thou hast cast the' accuser down,
Hast maintain'd Thy servant's right,
Made mine innocency known,
And clear as noonday light.
Evil to my charge they laid,
And crimes I never knew;
But my Lord the snare display'd,
And dragg'd the fiend to view;
Glared his bold malicious lie!
Satan, show thine art again,
Hunt the precious life, and try,
To take my soul in vain.
Thou, my great redeeming God,
My Jesus still art near,
Kept by Thee, nor secret fraud,
Nor open force I fear;
Safe amidst the snares of death,
Guarded by the King of kings,
Glad to live, and die beneath
The shadow of Thy wings.
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Wesley, Charles. “Afterwards.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/1219/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Afterwards.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/1219/.
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