Miscellaneous Pieces in Verse and Prose, By Theodosia [i.e. Anne Steele] |
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[“Still bleeds the deep, deep wound!—Where is the friend]
“Still bleeds the deep, deep wound!—Where is the friendTo pour with tender, kind indulgent hand,
The lenient balm of comfort on my heart?
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(Who bore him raptur'd to your blest abodes)
Can ought on earth compensate for my loss!
Ah, no! the world is poor, and what am I?
A helpless, solitary worm, that creeps
Complaining on the earth! Yet ev'n to worms
The care of heaven extends, and can I doubt
If that indulgent care extends to me?
Father of mercies, trembling at thy feet,
Give me to vent the heart oppressing grief,
And ask for comfort!—can I ask in vain
Of him whose name is Love?—But O the boon
My craving wishes ask is large indeed!
Yet less will leave me wretched—Gracious God
Give me to say without a rising doubt,
“Thou art my Father”—thy paternal love
Alone can cheer my soul, thy kind compassion,
Can ease the load of heart oppressing grief.
O may I know my father pities me!
And if he pities sure he will support:
What cannot love omnipotent effect!—
Ah! now one tender, one endearing tie
That held me down to earth, death has torn off,
And with it rent my heart strings—bid me come,
To thee my refuge; prostrate at thy feet,
O bid me say, with faith and humble hope,
Heal, gracious father, heal my bleeding heart!
Thy healing hand alone can bring relief
For woes like mine; can bring what most I want,
An humble resignation to thy will.
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With full consent to say “Thy will be done.”
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