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“Wrecked outright on Jesus’ breast”:
Only “wrecked” souls thus can sing;
Little boats that hug the shore,
Fearing what the storm may bring,
Never find on Jesus’ breast,
All that “wrecked” souls mean by rest.
Only “wrecked” souls thus can sing;
Little boats that hug the shore,
Fearing what the storm may bring,
Never find on Jesus’ breast,
All that “wrecked” souls mean by rest.
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“Wrecked outright!” So we lament;
But when storms have done their worst,
Then the soul, surviving all,
In Eternal arms is nursed;
There to find that nought can move
One, embosomed in such love.
But when storms have done their worst,
Then the soul, surviving all,
In Eternal arms is nursed;
There to find that nought can move
One, embosomed in such love.
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“Wrecked outright!” No more to own
E’en a craft to sail the sea;
Still a voyager, yet now
Anchored to Infinity;
Nothing left to do but fling
Care aside, and simply cling.
E’en a craft to sail the sea;
Still a voyager, yet now
Anchored to Infinity;
Nothing left to do but fling
Care aside, and simply cling.
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“Wrecked outright!” ’Twas purest gain,
Henceforth other craft can see
That the storm may be a boon,
That, however rough the sea,
God Himself doth watchful stand,
For the “wreck” is in His hand.
Henceforth other craft can see
That the storm may be a boon,
That, however rough the sea,
God Himself doth watchful stand,
For the “wreck” is in His hand.
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'Twas purest gain
Australia
This is the place of the Believer's authority and victory! Nothing can separate us from the Love of God!
Baton Rouge, LA, United States
A friend’s Facebook post reminded me of this song I have enjoyed through the years. Sharing
Anaheim, Ca
Simply resting, there is nothing that a wreck can do but fling to the Loving Arms and simply cling.
Sydney, NSW, Australia
This hymn describes with full poetically translated quality, the depths of human suffering, traversing the unpredictable intricacies of one's course in human life whilst "enbosomed" in the Lord's love. To "hug the shore" means seeking a "safe" course in life without abandoning the courses of our lives to the direction of the Lord's hand, taking Him daily as our Head. We escape suffering, mollify its effects by refusing to submit to the arrangement and discipline of the Spirit in ordering the trials of our lives (i.e. not being in spirit, but rather as Jacob struggling to have the comforts and security of life apart from Him). This hymn concerns not "heroes" but those who would see the "storm" as a "boon", whereby whilst suffering in trials we enjoy the Lord's "nursing" comfort to fully work Himself into us deeply and thoroughly, so that the "wreck" of our consumed outer man would under His renewing work be brought entirely under His "hand", under His full control, thus "anchored to Infinity"!