S.M.
1
Say not, my soul, from whence
Can God relieve thy care,
Remember that Omnipotence
Hath servants everywhere.
2
His method is sublime,
His thoughts supremely kind;
God never is before His time,
And never is behind.
S.M.
1
Say not, my soul, from whence
Can God relieve thy care,
Remember that Omnipotence
Hath servants everywhere.
2
His method is sublime,
His thoughts supremely kind;
God never is before His time,
And never is behind.