POEMS.
AS THOU WILT.
IT is so sweet to live
My little life today,
That I would never leave it, if
I might forever stay!—
I sometimes say.
My little life today,
That I would never leave it, if
I might forever stay!—
I sometimes say.
I am so weary, Lord,
I would lie down for aye,
Could I but hear Thee speak the word:
"Thy sins are washed away!"—
I sometimes say.
I would lie down for aye,
Could I but hear Thee speak the word:
"Thy sins are washed away!"—
I sometimes say.
The better mood that lies
These moods between midway,
Comes softly, and I lift my eyes:
"Lord, as Thou wilt!" I pray,
And would alway.
These moods between midway,
Comes softly, and I lift my eyes:
"Lord, as Thou wilt!" I pray,
And would alway.
1
