Thou Poor, Afflicted, Tempted Soul

Today, I downloaded Red Mountain Music's rendition of the old hymn, "Thou Poor, Afflicted, Tempted Soul," by John Berridge.  I'd never heard it before today, but it really ministered to my weary soul.  So go download the song for free from NoiseTrade.com (actually, you can download the whole album!) and meditate on these words.

Thou poor, afflicted, tempted soul,
With fears, and doubts, and tempests tossed.
What if the billows rise and roll,
And dash thy ship, it is not lost;
The winds and waves and fiends may roar,
But Christ will bring thee safe on shore.
The winds and waves and fiends may roar,
But Christ will bring thee safe on shore.

What ails those eyes bedewed with tears?
Those laboring sighs that heave thy breast?
Those oft repeated, broken prayers?
Dost thou not long for Jesus' rest?
And can the Lord pass heedless by,
And see a mourning sinner die?
And can the Lord pass heedless by,
And see a sad and mourning sinner die?