Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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PRAYER. |
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PRAYER.
Hear me, Oh Father: hear, and grant that IMay work out something for thy Glory now,
Tho' but to bring a Blush unto the Brow
Of Mammon's slave, a soft Tear to the Eye
Of wretched Sinner, thro' which to descry
Some Mercymissioned Angel drop below
To comfort Him; or Thou thyself; for no
Eye sees thee clearer, unto none seems thy
Pure Presence, so, so unapproachable,
So far; as to the contrite Sinner's; who,
Looking but at the Height from whence he fell,
Not at thy Mercy, sinks dismayed into
His Sorrow; yet 'tis just for this, thou art
Nearer than ever, yea! in his own Heart!
Pardon me Father, if I ask not well:
Thou hast no need of me or Mine, to move
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Thou mads't it; 'tis thy Mastermiracle!
And if the Dayseye speaks so eloquent
Of thee, which is less than intelligent,
Shall that be silent in which thou dost dwell?
Yet would I show the Love that fills my Breast;
Grant me thy Blessing then—that is the best
Of Inspirations! and with that, whate'er
I think, feel, say, or do, will, like the year
Which thou hast bless'd likewise, bring forth' unto
Thy Praise, in its fit Season, and so tell
Of Thee, and bear the Stamp of whence it drew
Whatever Good is in it; yea! as clear
As in that Sinner's Eye the holy Tear!
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