To Myself

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To Myself
by Paul Fleming, translated by Catherine Winkworth



Let nothing make thee sad or fretful,
Or too regretful;
Be still;
What God hath ordered must be right;
Then find in it thine own delight,
My will.


Why shouldst thou fill today with sorrow
About tomorrow.
My heart?
One watches all with care most true;
Doubt not that he will give thee too
Thy part.


Only be steadfast; never waver,
Nor seek earth's favor,
But rest:
Thou knowest what God's will must be
For all his creatures, so for thee,
The best.


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