Religion
Mark 4: Ask we, now the storm is laid
From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 10 (1871)
Religion
Ask we, now the storm is laid.
Wherefore was my heart afraid?
Lord, with shame the cause I see.
Want of confidence in Thee.
But Thy love doth not despise
Nature's most imperfect cries,
Souls o'erwhelm'd with doubts and fears,
Faith which next to none appears.
Thou my little faith increase
Till my last temptations cease,
Till Thy goodness I adore
Safe on the eternal shore.
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Wesley, Charles. “Mark 4: Ask we, now the storm is laid.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/4715/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Mark 4: Ask we, now the storm is laid.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/4715/.
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