Religion
Acts 3: Master, Thy pitying eye
From Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures (1762) · Osborn ed., vol. 12 (1872)
Religion
Master, Thy pitying eye
Is fasten'd now on me,
Thou bidd'st my soul rely,
And look tor help to Thee:
To Thee I steadfastly give heed,
For all the good Thou know'st I need.
I every moment hope
To hear Thy pardoning word.
Mine eyes are lifted up,
Are ever to the Lord,
On Thee my fix'd regard I turn,
And for the consolation mourn.
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Wesley, Charles. “Acts 3: Master, Thy pitying eye.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/6190/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Acts 3: Master, Thy pitying eye.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/6190/.
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