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Poem November 3, 1800

Gazette Of The United States, & Daily Advertiser

Philadelphia, Philadelphia County, Pennsylvania

What is this article about?

A religious poem consoling the soul during a storm, emphasizing God's control over nature, Christ's sacrificial love for humanity's salvation, and the assurance of eternal heavenly joys.

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FROM THE TIMES.
VERSES OCCASIONED BY A STORM.
Be calm, my soul, these thunders harmless play
Thy God commands, thy God directs their way
Tho' tempests howl, tho' liquid lightning flies,
Yet still be calm, these reach not to the skies :
There is thy portion, it shall rest secure;
And to eternal ages shall endure.
Tho'earthly joys do perish and decay,
Thine still will bloom, nor ever fade away.
Arise, my soul, on wings of faith and love,
And view the mansions of the blest above,
Adore the boundless mercies of thy God,
Who left the glorious place of his abode,
Quit his high realms, where angels homage pay,
And took for thee a tenement of clay
For thee, my soul, and all the sinful race
Of wretched mortals, he has purchased grace—
How great the ransom. he his blood did give,
The Prince of life was slain, that we might live—
Oh, wondrous love, to mankind freely given;
He stoop'd to earth, to raise us up to heaven.
Then doubt not of his power or will to save;
His power created all, love laid him in the grave.

What sub-type of article is it?

Hymn

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith

What keywords are associated?

Storm Faith God Salvation Christ Sacrifice Devotional Verse

Poem Details

Title

Verses Occasioned By A Storm.

Subject

Occasioned By A Storm

Form / Style

Rhymed Couplets

Key Lines

Be Calm, My Soul, These Thunders Harmless Play Thy God Commands, Thy God Directs Their Way Arise, My Soul, On Wings Of Faith And Love, And View The Mansions Of The Blest Above, For Thee, My Soul, And All The Sinful Race Of Wretched Mortals, He Has Purchased Grace— Oh, Wondrous Love, To Mankind Freely Given; He Stoop'd To Earth, To Raise Us Up To Heaven. Then Doubt Not Of His Power Or Will To Save; His Power Created All, Love Laid Him In The Grave.

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