Text: | Filial Resignation |
Author: | Steele |
1 And can my heart aspire so high
To say, “My Father, God”?
Lord, at thy feet I fain would lie
And learn to kiss the rod.
2 I would submit to all thy will,
For thou art good and wise;
Let every anxious thought be still,
Nor one faint murmur rise.
3 Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom,
And bid me wait serene;
Till hopes and joys immortal bloom,
And brighten all the scene.
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First Line: | And can my heart aspire so high |
Title: | Filial Resignation |
Author: | Steele |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1844 |
Topic: | Fruits of the Spirit: Humility |