The Pious Mind in a Time of Storm
When the Storm thickens, and the Ocean rolls,
When Nature trembles to the frightful Poles,
The pious mind nor Doubts nor fears assail,
Tempests are Zephyrs, or a gentler Gale.
When Nature trembles to the frightful Poles,
The pious mind nor Doubts nor fears assail,
Tempests are Zephyrs, or a gentler Gale.
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