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18 THE WIFE OF BE1TH.
Thou mighteft theu have turned wrath
To mercy then, and mercy got,
3ut no ■ the Lord is very loath,
And all thy cries not worth a jot.
Ah Peter, then vihat ftiall I do ?
He will not bear me as I /ear,
Shall I difpair of mercy too !
No, no, I’ll trufl. in mercy deir:
And if 1 perifh here I’ll fhy.
And never go from heaven bright.
I’ll ever hope, and always pray
Until ] get my Saviour's fight.
I think indeed now you ac<2 right.
If you had faith you could win in;
Im p rtun- then wi h all your might,
FaTth is the feet wherewith you come «
Iti&the hands will hold him fall,
Put weak faith never may prefumc:
Twill let vou (ink and be aghaft,
Strongly believe of yotrre unacfiS,
But good Saint Peter let me be,
Had you fuch faith, did it abound,
When you did walk upon the fea.
Were you not likely to be drown’d ?
Had not your Saviour helped thee,
Who came and took the by the hand.
So can m y Lord do unto me.
And bring me to the promis'd lend.
Is my faith weak ? yet he is ftill
The fame, and ever fhall remain t
His mercies laft and his good will*
To bring me to his flock again.