Religion
Matthew 6:32: Heathens, whatever call'd, they are
From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 10 (1871)
Religion
Heathens, whatever call'd, they are,
A murmuring, self-tormenting race,
Who never seek relief in prayer,
Who pine for earthly happiness,
Their whole of comfort here receive.
Labouring for perishable food,
As atheists in the world they live.
And thus proclaim. There is no God!
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Wesley, Charles. “Matthew 6:32: Heathens, whatever call'd, they are.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/4023/.
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