Religion
Job 11:6: Yes; though Thou fill my flesh with pain
From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 9 (1870)
Religion
Yes; though Thou fill my flesh with pain.
With bitterness my cup,
And let me in my sins remain,
To fill the measure up;
I must Thy righteousness declare,
Whate'er on earth I feel,
And less than my deserts I bear.
Who am not yet in hell.
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Wesley, Charles. “Job 11:6: Yes; though Thou fill my flesh with pain.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3098/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Job 11:6: Yes; though Thou fill my flesh with pain.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3098/.
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