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Inserted in a Novel, written by the Author,
called “Isabel.”
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SONNET LVII. Inserted in a Novel, written by the Author, called “Isabel.”
14th Oct. 1807.
My God! I lift my sorrowing voice to thee!
I ask not health, prosperity, or fame,
Joy, life, whate'er of good the thought can frame:
I ask the gift of faith, when misery
Must be my lot, that I may bend the knee,
And feel, great God, that whence my misery came,
From the same source alone my heart can claim
That which from mental pangs can set me free!
Yes, Father! let me see thy hand in grief,
And grief to me shall be as comfort dear!
But if, in wisdom, thou refuse to hear,
If of my trials darkened faith be chief,
Let resignation, with a holy fear,
Refuse presumptuous, premature relief.
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