| Text: | "He is touched" |
| Author: | Berridge |
1 Thou poor, afflicted, tempted soul,
With fears, and doubts, and tempests tossed,
What if the billows rise and roll,
And dash thy ship, it is not lost;
The winds and waves, and fiends may roar,
But Christ will bring thee safe on shore.
2 What ails those eyes bedewed with tears?
Those labouring sighs that heave thy breast?
Those oft-repeated, broken prayers?
Dost thou not long for Jesus’ rest?
And can the Lord pass heedless by,
And see a mourning sinner die?
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Thou poor, afflicted, tempted soul |
| Title: | "He is touched" |
| Author: | Berridge |
| Meter: | 112th |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1844 |