[Mr Ramsbotham]

When David's life by Saul was often sought,
And worlds of woes did compass him about,
On dire revenge he never had a thought,
But in his grief Hope still did help him out.

When Job had lost his children, lands and goods,
Patience assuaged his excessive pain,
And when his sorrows came as fast as floods,
Hope kept his heart 'till comfort came again.

When the poor cripple by the pool did lie,
Full many years in misery and pain,
No sooner he on Christ had set his eye,
But he was well, and Comfort came again.

No David, Job, nor Cripple in more grief,
Christ grant me Patience, and my hopes relief.

[little jeremiah]

Who wrote that poem? Thanks for posting it.