Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all! 72 " " 853 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly... The Psalms of David: Imitated in the Language of the New Testament, and ... - Page 479 by Isaac Watts - 1821 - 568 pages Full view -
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