Religion
Isaiah 54:11, 12: O Thou afflicted church, forlorn
From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 9 (1870)
O Thou afflicted church, forlorn.
By tempest toss'd, by sorrow torn,
Appearing in thy last distress,
I will thy ruinous state repair.
And build thee up divinely fair.
And deck with all the gems of grace.
I lay the city's base alone,
Myself the precious Corner-stone,
Myself the Wisdom from above;
My Spirit shall in thee reside,
With gifts enrich'd and beautified.
With knowledge, holiness, and love.
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Wesley, Charles. “Isaiah 54:11, 12: O Thou afflicted church, forlorn.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3529/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Isaiah 54:11, 12: O Thou afflicted church, forlorn.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/3529/.
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