I have read this in a novel named Harry Dee... It was in 1999. I still say this prayer when my heart beat goes up.. I love this prayer..
Jesus Christ, Saviour of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly,
When the angry waters roll,
And the tempest still is nigh!
These words have a magical power to calm me down... And I believe in them... They invoke my God...
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