Treasure Island

Henry Francis Lyte

(1 June 1793 - 20 November 1847 / Scotland)

LONG DID I TOIL

Long did I toil, and knew no earthly rest,
Far did I rove, and found no certain home;
At last I sought them in His sheltering breast,
Who opes His arms, and bids the weary come:
With Him I found a home, a rest divine,
And since then I am His, and He is mine.

The good I have is from His stores supplied,
The ill is only what He deems the best;

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