“Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah, leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me!
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.”

—  Charles Wesley

Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 591.

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