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XLIV. SUBMISSION.
The Works of William Cowper: His life, letters, and poems, now first completed by the introduction of Cowper's private correspondence · William Cowper
XLIV. SUBMISSION.
O Lord, my best desire fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine.
Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears?
No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee; Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold, from me.
Thy favour, all my journey through, Thou art engaged to grant; What else I want, or think I do, 'Tis better still to want.
Wisdom and mercy guide my way, Shall I resist them both? A poor blind creature of a day, And crush'd before the moth!
But ah! my inward spirit cries, Still bind me to thy sway; Else the next cloud that veils the skies, Drives all these thoughts away.