Religion
Isaiah 54:3: Redundant as a swelling tide
From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 9 (1870)
Redundant as a swelling tide.
Thou shalt break forth on every side,
The dams o'erflow, the mounds bear down
Thy first-born sons, an holy seed.
Through every distant realm shall spread.
And make the Gentile world their own.
The cities that for ages past.
Through sin lay desolate and waste.
The souls of grace and virtue void.
The zealous children shall repair,
And Christ Himself inhabit there.
And every saint be fiU'd with God.
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Wesley, Charles. “Isaiah 54:3: Redundant as a swelling tide.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3524/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Isaiah 54:3: Redundant as a swelling tide.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3524/.
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