“Well, then, Lord Jesus! I will creep if I cannot walk; I will take hold of Thy word. When I stumble, Thou wilt support me; when I fall, Thou wilt hold out Thy cross, and help me with it to rise again, until at length I reach the place where Thou art, and with all my weaknesses and wants, cast myself into Thy bosom.”

— Christian Scriver

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 100.

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German hymnwriter 1629–1693

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