1 Thro' all the various shifting scenes,
Of life's mistaken good or ill;
Thy hand, O God, conducts unseen
Our changes by thy sov'reign will.
2 Thou givest with paternal care,
Howe'er unjustly we complain,
To each their necessary share
Of joy and sorrow, health and pain.
3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or power,
Fix we on this terrestrial ball?
When most secure, the coming hour,
If thou see fit, may blast them all.
4 When lowest sunk with grief and shame,
Fill'd with affliction's bitter cup,
Lost to relations, friends, and fame,
Thy powerful hand can raise us up.
5 Thy gracious consolations cheer,
Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh,
Thy hand can dry the trickling tear
That secret wets th' afflicted eye.
6 All things on earth, and all in heaven
On thy eternal will depend;
And all for greater good were given,
And all shall in thy glory end.
7 this be my care; to all beside
Indifferent let my wishes be;
Passion be calm; and dumb be pride,
And fix'd, O God, my soul on thee.
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First Line: | Thro' all the various shifting scenes |
Title: | Providence eauitable and kind |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
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Topic: | Providence: Equitable and kind |