Religion

Isaiah 41:13, 14: For I the Lord thy God will Jiold, &c

by Charles Wesley 1707–1788

From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 9 (1870)

Religion

For I, the Lord, thy God abide,
Till to the utmost saved thou art:
Be not afraid, 'tis I, thy Guide,
Who hold thy hand, and keep thy heart;
Tis I, thy trembling heart assure.
With peace which none can take away,
And arm with patience to endure.
And save thee to the perfect day.

On Me thy constant Helper trust,
Thou abject worm despised by all;
They shall not crush thee in the dust
When I have raised thee from thy fall:
Thee from thy fall I soon will raise,
The purchase dear of blood Divine,
Stablish thy feeble heart with grace.
And make My glorious fulness thine.

MLA

Wesley, Charles. “Isaiah 41:13, 14: For I the Lord thy God will Jiold, &c.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3463/.

Chicago

Wesley, Charles. “Isaiah 41:13, 14: For I the Lord thy God will Jiold, &c.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3463/.

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