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The restless Mind.
Active, busy, restless mindThat canst never be confin'd;
Whither, whither dost thou stray?
Seek a guide that knows the way
To the fair, the happy shore,
Which thy wing would fain explore.
Fancy sees the angels stand
Beckoning on the distant land:
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O'er the ocean deep and wide,
Winds impetuous, seas untry'd?
Can you point the port of rest?
Aid a stranger to be blest?
Vain enquiry!—silent all—
Quite regardless of my call!
Will no kind, no able friend
Hear, on whom I may depend?
Hear, and teach this restless mind
How, the seats of bliss to find?
Yes, behold that friend appears!
Friend of mortals, Jesus hears:
Kindly smiling, see, he stands!
See, his stretch'd, inviting hands!
Hark! he wooes thee to be blest!
Calls thee to the port of rest!
He can teach thee to explore,
He alone, that happy shore.
Though the dull, incumbent air
Frown with heavy clouds of care;
He can aid and point thy flight;
Give thee strength, and give thee light.
O'er the ocean, deep, and wide,
Winds impetuous, seas untry'd,
He thy passage can sustain;
Winds and waves shall rage in vain.
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To thy conduct I resign
This enquiring restless mind;
Happy, if her Lord is kind:
Happy, if amid her way,
Now and then a heavenly ray
Open to her longing eye
That fair paradise on high,
Whither her best wishes tend,
Where her toils and cares shall end.
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