O Thou Great Being! what Thou art, Surpasses me to know; Yet sure I am, that known to Thee Are all Thy works below. Thy creature here before Thee stands, All wretched and distrest; Yet sure those ills that wring my soul Obey Thy high behest. Sure, Thou, Almighty, canst not act From cruelty or wrath! O, free my weary eyes from tears, Or close them fast in death! But, if I must afflicted be, To suit some wise design, Then man my soul with firm resolves, To bear and not repine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE WRITTEN IN [THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR] 1746 by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) DAYS TOO SHORT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE BELLS OF SAN BLAS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW AGAINST QUARRELLING AND FIGHTING by ISAAC WATTS TO JOSIAH ROYCE by BRENT DOW ALLINSON |